Vir Emma Vhenan

by Eli N Maru

The Dalish Warden is enthralled with the young witch of the wilds, will she be able to convince Morrigan their love doesn't need to be a taboo or will the witch run away with her heart. My take on the events from Origins, Awakening and witch hunt. Femslash. F!Mahariel/Morrigan and slight F!Mahariel/Leliana, with a bit of F!Mahariel/Velanna during the Awakening chapters.

4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The Elven Warden's companions were all awake and were enjoying a meal that Wynne had made. Leliana made a bowl for Eli and walked over to the still sleeping Elf. She noticed she was sweating and clutched at her shoulder in her sleep. Leliana set the bowl down and placed her hand on Eli's. The Elf groaned in her sleep and called out.

"Emma Vhenan..."

Leliana hollered at Wynne to come over. The Elderly mage walked over to see what was wrong. She noticed the bandage on Eli's shoulder and sighed. Wynne looked to Leliana.

"When did this happen?"

"Yesterday, before we came to the Circle."

"And you are just telling me about it now?"

Wynne shook her head and ranted about how could they have been so careless. She set about unwrapping the bandage. Once she saw how the wound looked she asked Leliana to boil some water for her. The Bard nodded before walking off to do what was asked of her. Wynne looked to the still sleeping Warden. Let's hope you can stay asleep through this, I would hate to disturb your much deserved rest. The Elderly mage was surprised when she heard the Elf mumbling in her sleep. She leaned in a bit closer to the Elf trying to hear what Eli was saying.

"Emma Vhenan... Ar lath ma. Please don't- Ah, I- Vhenan'ara!"

Eli sat up, almost knocking Wynne on her backside. The Elderly mage looked surprised, but quickly hid it with a warm smile. She placed her hand on Eli's non-wounded shoulder and coaxed her to lay back down. The Elven Warden looked up at Wynne.

"Haren Wynne, why are you-"

"Leliana noticed how much pain you were in while your slept, I came over to heal your shoulder."

"Serranas Haren Wynne."

Leliana came over and sat next to Wynne. She handed her the pot of hot water and a dry cloth. Wynne dipped the cloth into the water before gently rubbing it on the wound. Eli hissed at the pain. Leliana reached over and held Eli's hand. The Elf gave her a forced smile. Wynne continued to clean out the wound, once she finished she placed the cloth in the water and positioned her hands over Eli's wound. A soft golden glow emitted from her hands as Eli felt her flesh knit together under the mage's care.

Wynne sat back and smiled at Eli. The Elven Warden sat up and moved her arm a bit to see if it was still sore. To Eli's surprise there was only a dull throb as if she had practiced too much.

"There you should be all better now. Don't make it a habit of getting injured, or hiding the injury."

"Serranas Haren Wynne. I'll do my best not to."

Eli smiled at Wynne as she left before pulling her armor on. Leliana handed her the bowl of stew she had brought over for her. The Elven Warden thanked her before digging in. Leliana sat next to Eli in silence until the Elf finished her breakfast. Eli sat her bowl next to her and tunred to Leliana.

"We should set off for Denerim. I would like to get there before night fall."

"Who is coming along? We should get Alistair and someone to get supplies while we... have our day out."

"I 'll all head to Denerim, I think everyone deserves a day to relax. Alistair, Wynne and Sten can get our supplies."

Leliana nodded as they stood and walked over to inform their group of what they're plan for the day was. Everyone agreed that it was a good idea and set about picking up camp so they could set out. Eli snuck away from everyone while they were getting ready to leave to go inform Morrigan, and to spend a little bit of time alone with the young witch.

Morrigan sat by her tent brewing potions. She looked up as Eli neared her. Her golden eyes showing her concern. Eli smiled as she stood near the fire infront of Morrigan. The young witch looked down at her potion and continued.

"Came to apologize again? What gift did you bring me this time, hm?"

"I- nothing, I just came to tell you we are setting off for Denerim. We need to get some supplies and-"

"And Ma Asha wants to go shoe shopping and play dress up with you, right?"

"Vhenan'ara, how did you-"

Eli cut herself off. She knew the answer to her own question. Sighing Eli sat down next to Morrigan. The young witch set her potions and ingriedents aside, turning to the Elf.

"Is that all you came over here for? Or did you wish something of me?"

The Elven Warden looked away for a moment before sighing. I wish this Blight was over, that you and I could return to my clan... Eli shook her head. Morrigan noticed she no longer had the bandage she had wrapped around her shoulder the morning before. She reached into her pack and pulled out Flemeth's grimoire and began to scan through the pages.

"I see that the mage from the Circle healed you. How is your shoulder?"

"It's fine. Have you learned anything from Flemeth's grimoire?"

"Not yet... I only just began reading it since, well since you gave it to me last night."

"We could set up camp once we reach the Shemlen town and you could stay there and read while we gather supplies, if you wanted to that is... Otherwise-"

"I shall then."

Morrigan closed the grimoire and placed it back in her pack. She got up to set about picking up her camp when Eli grabbed her arm. She pulled the young witch to her for a moment, their eyes meeting briefly. The Elven Warden apologized before getting up and offering to help Morrigan pick up her camp. Morrigan looked dumbfounded. She watched the Elf begin to pack her things. Why is she so, apologetic? Eli noticed Morrigan just sat there watching her. She threw Morrigan's rolled up bedroll at the young witch. Morrigan glared at her.

"What 'twas that for?"

"I'm not picking up your entire camp for you. And I'm taking my blanket back."

Eli said this while she poked her head out from Morrigan's tent. The young witch set her bedroll aside and walked over to her tent.

"Get out of my tent Elf! And quit going through my things!"

Morrigan opened her tent flap to see Eli folding her Halla fur blanket and setting it aside before picking up Morrigan's clothes. The young witch grabbed Eli's hand as she had reached for Morrigan's unmentionables. The Elf grinned at Morrigan.

"It's not like I haven't seen them before."

A blush coated the young witch's cheeks. She grabbed her things from the Elf and left her tent. Eli emerged after her with her blanket. Morrigan snatched the blanket from Eli's hand. The Elf looked up at her a shocked expression on her face. She stood and tried to grab her blanket back from the young witch, but Morrigan placed it behind her back so that when Eli reached for it she was almost presssed against the young witch.

"Give me my blanket."

"Why? So I can suffer the cold lonely nights, while you and your Bard snuggle against one another with it wrapped around the two of you?"

"I- you're right. Keep it."

Morrigan looked surprised. She dropped the blanket and placed her arms around the Elf's neck. Eli placed her hands at the young witch's hips. Morrigan's lips quirked up into a small smirk. She leaned in and was about to press her lips to Eli's, to ask Eli to forget about everyhting she had said last night about her being with the Bard when said Bard could be heard talking to Wynne about where Eli was. She sighed and moved away from Eli picking up the blanket and handing it to Eli.

The Elf looked at the blanket before walking over to where Morrigan gathered her things. She turned to Eli who handed her back the blanket before stomping out the fire and walking off. Morrigan followed after Eli as they returned to the main encampment where their companions awaited them to set off for Denerim.

The group had made it about half way to Denrim before Morrigan, Alistair and Zevran started to argue. The Assassin couldn't keep his comments about Morrigan's beauty to himself, whereas Alistiar continued to make comments of the exact opposite about said witch. Eli and Leliana lead the group. The Elven Warden tried her best to ignore them and not make another scene like she had last night. She listened intently to their conversation, keeping track of every insulting thing the Shemlen said to her Vhenan'ara.

"Have a care where your eyes linger, Alistair."

"Don't worry it's not what you think."

"I see."

"I was looking at your nose.

"And what is it about my nose that captivates you so?

"I was just thinking that it looks exactly like your mother's."

"I hate you so much."

"What?"

"Nevermind."

Morrigan quickened her pace and tried her best to ignore the ex-Templar. She walked next to Wynne who was watching Eli and Leliana. The Bard kept her arm wrapped around that of the Warden's, telling the Elf how much fun they'd have shopping and being alone together. Eli smiled and nodded as they continued on their way. Morrigan gripped her staff tighter. Why do you listen to her prattle on so Eli, tell the Bard that she should drag the Antivan or the Golemn or Alistair along with her. That you are mine. Morrigan sighed at her thoughts gaining her the attention of Wynne. The Elderly mage noticed the look she gave Eli when she thought no one was watching.

"You are Morrigan correct?"

"Are you so old you cannot recall my name?"

"I was merely trying to strike up a conversation."

"Hmph. Why does everyone insist on chattering on like the Bard?"

"To pass the time as we travel perhaps. Tell me, why do you hate the Circle so?"

"Because I do not enjoy being teathered to a leash as you do."

"Surely you do not believe that."

"Only a fool would believe otherwise."

Wynne went silent. The group continued on in somewhat silence, the only sound being the nature around them.

After an hour or so of walking the group neared Denerim. Wynne glanced over at Morrigan. The young witch noticed and sighed.

"What is it now?"

"I have been thinking about what you said."

"And let me guess, you disagree?"

"If the Circle didn't exsist, would you advocate that we go back to the days of the Imporium?"

"I advocate nothing. Nature's will is survival of the fittest. We need only look at the plight of the Elves to see what happens when you allow someone else to hold your leash."

"Says the woman who is here at her mother's will."

"I could leave if I chose to."

"For someone so sure of survival of the fittest you have never spent a day unprotected and alone."

Morrigan glared at the Elderly mage. Eli heard the interaction between Morrigan and Wynne. She announced to her group that they were going to set up their camp before they headed into the city. Everyone set to work on setting up camp. Eli walked over to where Morrigan had decided to set up her own camp. She looked up as Eli neared. The young witch continued to set up her camp.

"Are you sure you don't want to come into the city with us?"

"Yes, I have had quite enough of everyone today."

"Oh, Abelas... I'll leave you alone then."

"Da'assan, I did not mean you."

Eli smiled and sat next to Morrigan. The young witch pulled out Flemeth's grimoire and opened to the page she was on. The Elven Warden leaned aginst Morrigan to glance at the book, noticing it was in some strange language.

"How can you read that?"

"By looking at the letters that form words, that form sentences."

"Ha ha. You know what I meant."

"Hm. Are you sure I do?"

"You're impossible you know that?"

Morrigan giggled. She turned back to her book after the coy, girly laughter came from her. Eli grinned. She placed her hand on Morrigan's cheek and coaxed her to look at her. Morrigan tried to scowl at the Elf, but said Elf leaned in and pressed her lips to Morrigan's. The young witch started to lean into the kiss, but pulled away.

"I thought you understood last night, what of the Bard?"

"This isn't about Leliana. I just thought you were too adorable to resist when you giggled."

"I did no such thing!"

Eli chuckled before getting up. She mentioned to Morrigan that she was going to head into the town with the others if she needed her, or wanted to join them. Morrigan nodded and told her she had no desire to walk about shops and stalls parusing wares. Eli sighed and nodded before walking off to the others.

Leliana noticed Eli walking over and walked over to her. She smiled at the Elf before grabbing her hand and excitedly leading her towards Denerim. Alistair and Wynne chuckled as they and Fen'Harel followed after them. Sten, Zevran and Shale opted to stay at the camp. Morrigan watched as they left, sighing as she returned to reading Flemeth's grimoire, wrapping Eli's Halla fur blanket around herself.

Leliana and Eli parted ways with Wynne and Alistair to go to a few shops. The Bard tugged on Eli's arm to convince her to come into the shop. The Elf followed Leliana into the shop and watched her look through some clothes and shoes. She presented some to Eli and held them up as to inspect what she would look like. Eli smiled at the Bard, but her thoughts lingered on Morrigan.

After Leliana convinced Eli to try a dress on and some shoes they left the little shop and walked around the town some. Eli noticed a shop that looked like it catered to mages. She told Leliana they might have some jewlery in there that would go with the outfits she liked. The Bard agreed and followed the Warden into the shop. Eli looked around at the wares and spotted a staff. It was intricatley carved from wood, with designs that looked to be Dalish with a blade at the end. The Elven Warden asked the shop keep how much. He told her ten sovergins. She walked up to him and laid down the coin, taking the staff with her.

Eli and Leliana met up with Wynne and Alistiar at the front gates to the city. The two women seemed to be in high spirits. The group chatted about their day as they left the city to find their camp.

As they neared their camp they noticed Morrigan was pacing around by Eli's bedroll. The Elven Warden dropped her hand away from Leliana's and walked over to the young witch. Leliana looked dejected, she sighed and walked off with Wynne and Alistair towards their camp as Morrigan lead Eli away from the main encampment.

Once Morrigan and Eli were back in the secrecy of the young witch's camp. Morrigan grabbed the black grimoire of Flemeth's and opened to the page she had marked, showing it to Eli. The Elf looked confused. She had no idea what it said. Morrigan sighed.

"This is how Flemeth prolongs her life."

"Does she eat children or something?"

Morrigan's golden eyes widened in surprise. She looked as though she was going to be sick. Eli reached out and placed her hand on the young witch's shoulder.

"Vhenan'ara, are you ill?"

"The grimoire speaks of how she took over her daughters' bodies when they became powerful enough... I-"

"Abelas. What should we do?"

"The only plausible thing I can think of to spare my own life is to kill Flemeth... But, she is powerful and we don't know that that would be the end of her..."

"If that is what you wish I will slay Flemeth for you Morrigan. I will protect you."

Morrigan looked at the Elf and saw the determination in her stone coloured eyes. She was about to tell the Elf not to be so foolish, but Eli walked back over to the main encampment.

Everyone was chatting about how their day went. Alistair, Leliana and Zevran discussed the Bard's relationship with Eli. The Elven Warden walked over to the center of the camp by the fire. Everyone quited down and looked to their leader. Eli looked over her companions and mentally decided who would be the best to bring with her. She still didn't trust Zevran, yet. Leliana and Alistair seemed to hate Morrigan, Fen'Harel would just be in the way... So it's Wynne, Sten, Shale and myself. Eli cleared her throat to keep everyone's attention.

"I have a very important task I must do. Wynne, Sten, Shale. We must return to the Kocari Wilds."

"What? Eli, what is that witch wants you to do?"

"Quiet Alistair! I have to do this."

"Then let me come with you."

"Sorry Leli, I need two warriors and a mage who knows healing magic. Are you three ready?"

Sten grabbed his sword and Shale balled her blue spirit crystal enhanced hands into fists before they both nodded. Wynne sighed and nodded. They followed their leader away from their camp and started on the two day journey from their camp to the Wilds. Eli told the rest of her companions to wait here by Denerim until they returned, if they did not by week's end they were to figure out how to end the Blight without her.

Leliana and Alistair got up and walked over to Morrigan's camp. The young witch paced around her small encampent. She sighed when she noticed the two of them. Leliana looked hurt and extrememly jealous and worried. Alistair on the other hand looked positivly livid. He grabbed Morrigan's arm before yelling at her.

"What in the Maker's name have you gotten her into?"

"'Twas her own foolish notion to run off to play the hero."

"Why is she going back to the Wilds Morrigan?"

Morrigan looked away from the two questioning her. Her golden eyes glistened with her unshed tears. The young witch took a deep breath to calm herself. She jerked her arm away from the ex-Templar before glaring at Leliana and Alistair.

"I told her what I found out in Flemeth's grimoire, she-she decided to play the protector, again, against my word of caution. And is now on her way to slay my mother."

Leliana and Alistair exchanged confused and horrfied looks. The Bard clenched her hands into fists and was about to lash out at the young witch when Alistair beat her to it.

"You have to be the most self centered, horrible, sneaky, witch I've ever had the unfortunate fate to meet. I don't see what Eli sees in you. It must be a Dalish thing, perhaps all her years in the woods has demented her as badly as you."

The ex-Templar finished in a huff and walked off back to the main camp. Leliana looked at Morrigan. She hated the young witch so much right now. It wasn't fair that Eli would go through all this trouble for an impolite bitch that didn't even deserve her. Morrigan awaited the Bard's inevitable rant like Alistair's, but Leliana just kept her fists clenched at her sides and stared at the young witch. Morrigan sighed.

"Listen Bard, I told Eli last night there was nothing between her and I. That you were a better candidate for her affections. There is no reason for you to be angry with me. She is-"

"Eli loves you. I-I can't understand why... But she does, even after promising a day to be alone with me you were all she thought about. Did she give you the staff she got you? Of course not, because she's off getting herself killed just to get you to smile at her. It's not fair. She deserves better then you!"

"I know..."

Leliana was shocked. She didn't expect to hear that from Morrigan. Did she actually just agree with me? Is this some kind of trick? While Leliana was lost in her own thoughts Morrigan tried her best to regin in her emotions. She couldn't let herself come undone infront of this Bard. Leliana turned and walked off. She decided against ranting at Morrigan, for the moment. Morrigan was thankful that the Bard left. She let a few tears fall as she entered her tent. The young witch wrapped Eli's Halla fur blanket around herself. Please just come back in one piece Eli...

Eli and her select companions had arrived at Flemeth's hut. After they confronted her on her plans she had laughed at the Elf, called her fool and offered her a deal. Eli refused, she wasn't going to allow Flemeth to take over her beloved witch's body. Flemeth turned into a dragon before their very eyes. Sten and Shale charged in to fight Flemeth in close combat, whereas Eli and Wynne took on the ranged offensive.

The Elven Warden fired one arrow after another, trying her best to fell the dragon turned Flemeth. Wynne cast healing spells in between firing missles at Flemeth from her staff. Shale and Sten continued their onslaught on the dragon-Flemeth's legs and under area. After a final blow from Sten's sword and an arrow from Eli Flemeth roared and collapsed, ending their epic battle. Eli sighed and asked if everyone was alright. Wynne looked exhausted, whereas Sten seemed to have a satisfied victory smirk. Shale remained as stone faced golemnesque as ever.

Eli found the key to Flemeth's hut and rummaged around. She found some of Morrigan's robes and placed them in her pack along with Flemeth's actual grimoire. Eli exited the hut and realized Wynne still looked worse for wear. She offered to have Shale carry the Elderly mage, but Wynne said she would have none of that. The Elven Warden sighed and lead her group from the Wilds and back towards their camp by Denerim.

A few days had passed no one had heard anything of Eli and their other companions. Leliana and Alistair continued to worry and rant at Morrigan about how selfish she was. Zevran tended to the hound and tried to reassure everyone that their leader would be fine. Morrigan looked like she was sick with some disease or something. She hardly ate or slept since Eli ran off to protect her from Flemeth.

Fen'Harel perked up beside Zevran as he smelt the familar scent of his owner. He dashed over to Eli as she neared their camp and tackled the Elf to the ground. Eli pet her hound and asked if he had missed her. Leliana and Alistair exchanged relieved looks before rushing over to the Warden. Leliana threw her arms around the Warden's neck and buried her face in the Elf's shoulder telling Eli how worried she had been. Zevran walked over and smiled at the Elven Warden before offering to help Wynne to her bedroll. Wynne accepted with thanks. Sten and Shale just walked over to the camp silently.

Morrigan noticed that her companions were shouting gleefully. She emerged from her tent to see the Warden standing with her arm around Leliana, talking with Alistair. The relief she felt was like an Ogre had been lifted off of her. She raced over to the Elf, not caring if she looked like some foolish maiden who had awaited their knight to return for them. She didn't care if everyone thought she and the Warden were together, nor did she care if Eli got the wrong idea and thought that her worry was because she loved the Elf. Morrigan had made it over to the Elf, she acted as the Bard had and threw her arms around Eli's neck, holding her close. For the first time since they left the Wilds, since Morrigan had met this Elven woman, she was completly honest with herself. Morrigan was in love with Eli Mahariel and she didn't care who knew.

Alistair and Leliana looked confused as Eli held Morrigan. The young witch refused to let go of the Elven Warden, she kept her arms tightly around Eli's neck, her face buried there. Eli felt the tears that no one heard. She smiled and held her beloved witch, whispering to her that everything was going to be alright, that no matter what happened she would always be there to protect her. Morrigan shook her head.

"Don't say that! There's too much that could happen in the time to come to make such promises."

"I don't care. I will. I will always be here, ar lath ma Emma Vhenan."

Leliana smiled at the two women. Her smile was bittersweet. She was happy that Morrigan finally admited her feelings for the Elven Warden, but was jealous that it couldn't be her there in Eli's arms. That she couldn't be the one Eli vowed to protect. Leliana patted Alistiar on the shoulder and motioned for him to come back to camp and give them some time alone. The ex-Templar looked confused and dumb founded, but followed the Bard back to camp nonethless.

Eli coaxed Morrigan to release her vice like grip. The young witch bit her bottom lip and looked away from the Elf as said Elf wiped away Morrigan's tears. Eli leaned in and kissed Morrigan before picking her up and carrying her over to Morrigan's camp. The Elven Warden and Morrigan lay in the young witch's tent, holding each other close throughout the night.

Alistair watched the interaction between his fellow Warden and the young witch from his spot at the main encampment until they disappeared into Morrigan's tent. He sighed and shook his head. Zevran made an inappropriate comment about the two women relieving the stress of an epic battle. Wynne and Leliana chastised him. The Elderly mage looked to Leliana and Alistair.

"When we defeated Morrigan's mother... I didn't know that Eli had such conviction. If she is half as fierce as she was against Flemeth, then the Archdemon should be no problem."

"We should just tell Eli that the Archdemon is going to eat Morrigan or something. I'm sure she'd be more then willing then..."

"Alistair! That is a horrible thing to say!"

Alistair looked a bit sheepish as Leliana scolded him. Wynne told them to quit bickering as she began to make dinner.

The morning light shone in through Morrigan's tent. The young witch looked over at the still sleeping Warden. She smiled as she rested her head on Eli's shoulder. Morrigan closed her eyes and allowed herself to just enjoy this moment of peace where there was no Blight, no secrets, nothing but a witch and her Warden.

Eli slowly opened her eyes, hoping that last night wasn't a dream. She felt someone cuddled against her. Please be Morrigan. The Elven Warden looked over and smiled when she saw Morrigan's golden eyes looking up at her. The young witch sat up, her raven tresses falling around her face and down her back and shoulders. Eli reached up and ran her hands through the dark, silk tresses. She pulled Morrigan down into a heated kiss. The young witch went willingly, straddling the Elf. They parted for air, neither looking away from the other, both women gave the other a half lidded desire filled look. Eli gently caressed the young witch's cheek before kissing down her neck. Morrigan sighed and sat up.

"Eli, I- don't ever-"

"Don't worry Morrigan. I'll always be here. No matter what happens. And before you try to object to that just listen. You mean more to me then my clan. I-I never thought I could care for someone, worry about them, love anyone... As much as I do you. You are Emma Vhenan; my heart."

Morrigan looked ready to burst into tears. She swallowed her fears of what would happen when the time came when she had to ask Eli to help her preform the ritual. The young witch forced a smile.

"I never thought I'd end up depending on someone as much as I do you nor did I think I'd be willing to love someone as I do you. Eli, I- please, do not make me regret this."

"Never."

The young witch leaned over and pressed her lips to Eli's. They shared a kiss full of need, desire and affection. They only parted for need of air. Eli sat up as Morrigan got off her to fix her hair. As they emerged from their tent they realized their companions were already awake and bickering with one another. The Elven Warden chuckled. Morrigan looked over at the Elf. The young witch had begun making them breakfast as Eli sat down next to her. She smiled as the Elf leaned over and wrapped her arms around the young witch's waist, kissing down her neck. Morrigan leaned back into the Elven Warden's arms.

"I believe your companions are worried about you. While I make us breakfast you should probably go alivieate their fears of their leader being seduced by the evil witch of the wilds."

Eli laughed before kissing Morrigan and getting up to go speak with her companions. Morrigan watched the Elven Warden walk over to the main encampent, her smile never falling. She placed the last few herbs into her stew before she looked back over at the main encampment wondering what it was her companions were talking about with Eli.

The Elven Warden walked over to her spot in the main encampment. Everyone watched as she sat down, Leliana and Alistair looked surprised that she was away from the young witch. Wynne offered Eli some of the breakfast she had made, but the Elf smiled and declined. The Elderly mage smiled at the Elven Warden and was about to ask her how things were going with Morrigan when Alistair beat her to it.

"So, Eli, why are you over here? Already have another fight with Morrigan?"

"No. I came over to see how Haren Wynne was holding up, you seemed awfully tired after our fight with Flemeth."

"I'm fine dear. But I do have something I would like to discuss with you in private."

Eli nodded and got up, helping Wynne to her feet. She offered Wynne her arm for support, the Elderly mage smiled at Eli and accepted with thanks. The Elven Warden lead Wynne away from the main encampment and just out of earshot of their companions. Wynne stopped and leaned against Eli.

"What is it you wished to discuss Haren Wynne?"

"When you came to the tower... The mage, Petra, you met her when I was with the children... A demon attacked her and I fought it off. But I did not survive."

"Uhm... You're case of death is taking a while to kick in."

"Hehe. That's because I'm not dead. A spirit saved me. When I was in the Fade it called out to me... The spirit and I are now one being."

"That is amazing Haren Wynne! Why are you following me around when you have a second chance at life?"

"I will not lay in some bed waiting for death when there is so much I can do to help."

"I didn't mean to offend."

"It's alright, just remember that if I should fall before the end and you don't seem to be doing things right I will get up again and give you a good finger wagging."

"I'll hold you to that Haren Wynne."

Wynne chuckled as Eli grinned at her. The Elven Warden walked around with the Elderly mage, enjoying her company. The two women stopped at the edge of the clearing their camp was at. Eli placed her arm around the Elderly mage's waist. Wynne looked over at the Elf.

"Is there any way to cure you?"

"Am I sick?"

"You're dying."

"I am not the only one dying. You are as well, I am just more effcient about it."

"Hehe. Point taken. I'm glad you think traveling with me is worthy of your time. You do still, right?"

"No, I am old and unsure. I don't even know where I am... Who are you? I want a chair with a warm blanket and some pudding."

"I can arrange thar for you Haren Wynne."

"See to it that you do. And make sure the blanket is soft and the pudding doesn't have cream. Cream gives me gas."

Eli laughed openly as they walked back towards the camp. The Elven Warden leaned over and kissed the Elderly mage's cheek, taking her by surprise. Wynne looked to Eli, who just smiled and continued to lead the Elderly mage back over to the camp. Eli sat down in her spot, Wynne in her's. Alistair looked over at Eli then to Leliana. The Bard looked like she would cry if Eli said anything that wasn't "I love you." Alistair felt bad for her. Eli looked over at Leliana and offered her a smile.

"Leli, that Marjoline woman you told me about while we were shopping. She's the one who sent those thugs back in the Brecilian forest right?"

"Yeah."

"She's here in Denerim, correct?"

"Yeah..."

"Then we should go pay her a visit today."

Leliana looked surprised. She was about to open her mouth to ask why Eli would want to, that why she wouldn't want to spend today with Morrigan when Alistair spoke up.

"Why? Don't you and the witch have some plans today?"

"Shut it Alistair. Leliana is Emma Falon. So what do you say?"

"Sure. When are we-"

"After I eat. I'll be right back."

Eli excused herself from her companions and walked over to Morrigan's little camp. The young witch looked over at her when she sat down. She handed Eli a bowl of the stew she had prepared for breakfast. Eli smiled and thanked her before digging in. The two women sat in a companionable silence as they ate. After both had finished their breakfast Eli turned to Morrigan.

"I need your help Emma Vhenan."

"What 'tis it you desire from me Da'assan?"

"I'm going to find Marjorline with Leliana... I need you in case things get out of hand."

"Oh? Is that all? And here I thought you were going to say you wanted to ravish me for cooking such a great meal. Alas you were only thinking of the Bard..."

"It's not like that. I would love to ravish you, and your cooking was amazing as always. But, I-I wanted to help Leli out since well... you know."

"I, understand..."

"Don't worry Emma Vhenan I'll be sure to show you how much I appreciate your cooking tonight."

Morrigan chuckled as the Elven Warden helped her clean up the dishes they had used for breakfast. The two women walked hand in hand over to the main encampment. Leliana had her bow strung around her back and her bedroll picked up. Everyone else in the camp sat and chatted about their travels, their past and their leader. Eli walked over to Leliana, who smiled at her. Morrigan looked a bit uneasy, she wasn't used to the group looking at her and knowing exactly what it was she had been doing and with whom. The young witch pulled her hand away from the Elven Warden and mumbled to Eli that she would wait for her at the outskirts of their camp. Eli turned to Morrigan and nodded.

Leliana hesitantly reached out and took Eli's hand into her own. The Elf turned to her and offered her a smile before turning to Sten and Shale.

"I'd like to have one of you come with us, Sten, Shale, I'll let you two decide."

"We are to defeat the Blight, yet all I've seen you do is confuse your followers with broken promises. Why are we going on yet another errand?"

"I'll take that as a no, Shale?"

"Must I accompany it? There are so many birds in cities..."

"Hm. We'll go shopping afterwards."

Shale agreed rather quickly after the promise of shopping. Sten went back to sharpening the greatsword Eli had given him, muttering about how he wished he had Asala. Eli made a mental note that she would have to find Sten's sword for him before they took on the Blight.

With Leliana and Shale following her Eli met Morrigan at the outskirts of their camp. The young witch gave her a disapporving look when she saw Leliana holding her hand. Eli offered her a comforting smile before extracting her hand from the Bard's grip. The Elven Warden walked up to Morrigan and took the witch's hand into her own before they started on their way towards Denerim.

Eli and her companions walked into the gates of the city and looked Elven Warden asked some nearby kids if they had seen a woman in elaborate clothing staying in any of the houses nearby. One of the kids pointed to a nearby shack and told Eli that some mean lady that looked like a queen lived there. The Elven Warden nodded and gave her thanks in the form of a few silvers, telling the kids to go buy themselves some sweets. The kids happily accepted and ran off. She turned to Leliana and offered her a small smile.

"Are you ready to face her?"

"No, but I must."

The Elven Warden sympathized for the Bard. She wished she could do more then just watch as Leliana confronted this woman. Leliana had become a trusted friend, she had been there whenever Morrigan and her had a disagreement. Eli stood in front of the door near the shack that Marjorline was holed up in. She reached over and took Leliana's hand into her own, squeezing it slightly in reassurance. The Bard forced a smile and nodded her consent for them to continue and head into the shack.

Once inside Eli and her companions took on a few guards before Marjorline walked out of her room and over to the group. She smiled at Leliana. Eli stood protectively in front of the red head and leveled Marjoline with a glare.

"Leliana! So lovely to see you again my dear..."

"Spare me the pleasentries I know you're the one-"

"Oh, you must excuse the the shabby accomidations... I try to be a good host, but you see what I 'ave to work with? Zhis country smells of wet dog. Everywhere. I cannot get the smell out. Even now it is in my hair, my clothes.. ugh."

"If you don't like the smell why did you come here, and bring your assassins after Leli?"

Marjoline looked affronted. She crossed her arms and gave Eli once over before turning her attention back to Leliana. Marjoline gave dramatic sigh and waved her hand in the Elf's direction.

"So business-like, your companion."

"You framed me, had me caught and tortured. I thought that in Ferelden, I would be free of you, but it seems I am not. What happened to make you hate me so? Why do you want me dead so badly?"

"Dead? Nonesense. I know you, my Leliana. I know what you are capable of. Four, five men... you can dispatch easily. They were sent to give you cause to come see me."

"You could have sent a letter. For someone who seems so sure of herself and the people she used to know, why are you-"

"Ignore what she says. Why are you here in Ferelden Marjoline?"

"In truth? You have knowledge that you can use against me. For my own safety, I cannot let you be. Did you not think I would know where you were? Did you not think I would not watch my Leliana?"

Eli nearly growled whenever Marjoline called Leliana her's. The Elf placed her hand on the hilt of one of her Ba'misu, ready to throw it in the Orlesian woman's direction. Morrigan noticed the way Eli seemed to be getting jealous and over protective of the Bard. She gripped her staff tightly and tried her best to not seem as jealous as she was. She was the same way with me against Flemeth, it's just her nature to be the hero... The young witch tried to allievate her fears of losing the woman she loved to the Bard. Marjoline noticed the glint of jealousy in Eli's stone eyes; she smiled and continued.

"'What is she up to?' I thought. 'The quiet life, the peasent clothes, hair ragged and messy like a boy... this is not her. You were planning something, I told myself. So I watched... but no letters were sent. No messages. You barely spoke to anyone. Clever, Leliana, very clever. You almost had me fooled But then you left the Chantry, so suddenly. What conclusion should I draw? You tell me."

Leliana looked shocked. She couldn't believe that after all this time Marjoline still believed she was plotting revenge, after all she had done for this woman. The Bard sighed and took a step forward trying to convey how angry she was with Marjoline.

"You think I left because of you? You think I still have some plan for... for revenge? You are insane. Paranoid!"

"Not everything is about you Marjoline. Leliana has bigger priorities. She has become a better person, then you."

"Oh, is that what you think? If I were you, I would believe nothing she says. Not a one. She will use you. You look at her and see a simple girl- a friend, a lover perhaps, trusting, warm and inviting. It is an act. All of it-"

"I am not you, Marjoline. I left because I didn't want to become you!"

Eli and Marjoline both noticed the tears in Leliana's eyes, the way her voice hitched. She was well trained in retraint and kept the tears from flowing but they made her blue eyes glisten in the dim lighting. Eli wanted to reach out and comfort the Bard. Marjoline wondered how much more of her training Leliana would use to wile her way out of this. The Orleasian woman met Leliana's eyes before meeting Eli's.

"Oh, but you are me. You cannot escape it. No one will understand you the way I do, because we are one in the same. Do you know why you were a master manipulater, Leliana? It is because you enjoyed the game; you reveled in the power it gave you. You cannot change or deny this."

"I trust you, Leliana, no matter what she says."

"Thank you Eli. You will not threaten me or my friends again, Marjoline. I want you out of my life forever."

Eli glanced back at Morrigan. The young witch sighed and realized her jealousy was silly, the Elven Warden was her's and nothing would change that. She offered Eli a small smile. Eli smirked and turned to Leliana her hand never leaving her Ba'misu. Morrigan thought about the Kocari wilds, and the soldier Eli had killed. The young witch couldn't help the smirk when she knew what it was her Elven lover was thinking.

"Leli, you know she will hound you as long as she lives."

"You've caused too much pain for too many, Marjoline. It ends here."

"And you think you can kill me just like that? I made you Leliana, and I can destroy you that easi-"

The Elven Warden threw her Ba'misu at Marjoline. The woman tried to deflect it with her own dagger, but was too slow and was stabbed in the stomach. She staggered backwards in shock, before calling out to her mercenaries that were hiding in the other rooms. Leliana rushed into the fray, her daggers parrying gracefully as she twisted and flipped slaying one mercenary after another. Morrigan unleashed her magic in the form of ice and electric, whereas Shale pounded the mercenaries with her fists. Eli cut down the two men in front of her to get to Marjoline. The Orleasian woman grabbed her bow and aimed an arrow at Eli. As the Elven Warden brought her Ba'missan up to strike Marjoline down the Orleasian woman let go of the arrow, successfully planting the arrown in Eli's stomach.

Eli growled and charged over slicing her sword into Marjoline's shoulder, making the woman scream out in agony. The Elven Warden pulled her sword back and leaned over, twisting her knife in the Orleasian woman's stomach before pulling it out. Her silver eyes showing how much she hated this woman. Marjoline spit up blood, coughing out an apology to Leliana. Eli was about to stab her Ba'misu into the woman to finish her off when Morrigan grabbed her hand. The Elven Warden looked up, her shock evident. Morrigan offered her a small smile.

"I believe you should at least offer the Bard the option to exact her revenge. Should you not?"

"... You're right. Leli, it's up to you."

Leliana wiped off some of the blood splatter that was on her face, and pulled her daggers from the last man she had killed. She walked over to Eli and knelt next to her. Marjoline looked up at Leliana. She saw the betrayed look in the Bard's eyes, along with something else, something that she recognized. Marjoline coughed up more blood as she reached out to Leliana, chuckling softly. Leliana brushed her hand away and flipped her dagger around, stabbing it into Marjoline's chest. The Orleasian woman arched upwards at the intrusion before falling lifelessly to the floor.

Eli and Morrigan shared a confused look as Leliana pulled her dagger from the woman and left the house. The Elven Warden stood up and wiped her blades clean before sheathing them. Morrigan stood next to Eli, Shale behind them. Eli wanted to go after Leliana and make sure she was alright, but wasn't sure what to say to her. Morrigan placed her hand on Eli's shoulder. The Elf turned to her.

"You promised Shale a shopping trip, did you not? Give the Bard sometime, a lot has happened."

"You're... right, Shale would you like to go to a few shops while we're in town?"

"Oh, yes! That would be lovely!"

The Elven Warden forced a smile and motioned for the golemn to lead the way. Morrigan reached out and interetwined their fingers, trying to offer Eli and small comfort she could. The Elf sighed, genuinely thankful that she had her Vhenan'ara by her side.

Eli sighed as she was dragged through the stalls, much as she had been with Leliana, by the golemn. Shale picked up a pair of shoes and held them up for inspection. The shopkeeper warned Eli that if her golemn broke them she'd have to buy them. Eli nodded and turned to Morrigan, noticing the bemused look on the young witch's face. The Elf walked over to Morrigan.

"What is it that you find so funny?"

"You. How you let your companions lead you about and how you try in earnest to make everyone happy. For example, how you are letting a golemn lead you through shops showing you shoes and jewlery. Is that what you did with the Bard?"

"Yeah, oh! I had gotten you something from that shopping trip, Wynne has it. When we get back to camp I'll get it from her."

Morrigan allowed herself a small smile before Shale asked if they could go to another shop, that nothing here suited the golemn. The two women shared a laugh at the golemn's expense before following her from the shop to yet another one.

Eli walked with Morrigan to the edge of the main encampment before the young witch told her she'd see her at their camp. The Elven Warden grinned when she heard Morrigan call it 'their' camp. She walked with Shale over to their companions, noticing Leliana wasn't in her usual spot. Eli went to Wynne. The elderly mage looked up at her with a concerned look.

"Hahren Wynne, where's Leliana?"

"She's over there. Said she wanted time to herself, what happened between her and that woman?"

"We, she killed her... It was my fault. I have to make sure she's alright."

"You should give her sometime before you do. Here, go give Morrigan the staff you got her. Then, maybe talk to Leliana... but I would hold off on that until tomorrow at the earliest."

The Elven Warden looked off to where Leliana sat by a stream and sighed. She nodded to Wynne before taking the staff and walking off towards the camp she now shared with Morrigan. Eli sat down next to the young witch. She kept the staff in a tight grip. Morrgian gave her a curious look. She knew the Elf wanted to make sure Leliana was alright, but for some reason she was sitting here looking all broody. Morrigan reached over and took the staff from Eli, briefly looking it over before turning back to the Elf.

"Go talk to the Bard, I know you want to. What I don't understand is why you're sitting here instead of-"

"Because Hahren Wynne said it would be a bad idea. Leli's upset, she just killed her former lover. Showing her that I'm there for her but being with you... it would confuse things and she doesn't need that right now."

"Do not listen to that chantry lap dog. Leliana is in a vulnerable state, if you listen to her she will trust you more. Having someone else in the group other then me and your hound who trusts you completly is an adavantage I say you should take. Maybe you could even persuade her to give up her love of the Maker as it was as well."

Eli looked at Morrigan. She agreed with the young witch, Wynne didn't know what she was talking about in this situation. The Elven Warden leaned over and pressed her lips to Morrigan's before thanking her and getting up to find Leliana. Morrigan sighed before looking over the staff, noting the intricate carvings and the blade. She looked closer at the part that had leather wrapped around it to make a grip, above the grip you could see part of a new carving. Morrigan unwrapped the leather to read the carving. Vir ma Vhenan'ara.

"Pathway to your heart's desire."

Morrigan could felt a slight pulse that resonated with that phrase, and with the staff. She smiled to herself before wrapping the leather back around the staff.

Eli found Leliana by the stream and sat down next to her. The Bard continued to stare off into space. The Elf sighed and sat quietly by her friend's side. Leliana took a deep breath as if trying to calm herself.

"Is there something you wanted to talk about?"

"I... I just wanted to make sure you were alright after what happened today..."

"You don't have to... I was just thinking... I'll be fine."

"You are emma Falon, and I care about you Leli. If something is wrong, I am here."

Leliana sighed. She closed her eyes and replayed the scene from earlier today for the hundreth time. The Bard didn't want to admit that she was glad Marjoline was gone; at one point she thought she had loved Marjoline and was happy. But now, she wasn't sure if it was real happiness or just complacency mixed with lust. Leliana looked up at the starry expanse of sky.

"I can't get what happened out of my head. I'd been in Lothering for years and she thought I was plotting against her. She didn't trust me. Maybe she never did. She loved me when she could use me and control me, and now that she can't, she wants me dead. It... it hurts to realize that I never really knew her. I knew she was ruthless, but I didn't know how far she could go. She is self-serving, cruel... she uses people, then discards them, but that's how she survives in the life she leads. W-what if she's right. What if we're the same?"

Leliana let her tears fall and buried her face in her hands. Eli reached over and pulled Leliana into her arms. She held the Bard close, stroking her hair and whispering words of comfort to her. Leliana let all her frustration flow from her in the form of her tears as she was held in the comforting embrace of her friend. Eli hated seeing Leliana broken up like this. She raised the Bard's face to look into her glistening blue eyes, wiping away her friend's tears.

"Leli, she chose who she became. As will you..."

Eli thought about what Morrigan said, and how Leliana seemed to be open to any and every suggestion. She bit her bottom lip thinking over wheather or not she wanted to listen to her lover. Eli may have had a deep hatred for most humans, especially ones from the chantry, but Leliana was one of her most trusted friends now. She would do almost anything to keep her from being this upset and to keep anyone from trying to change who this hopeful, caring woman was.

"I-I believe your Maker has a bigger plan for you. He wanted you to help me with the Blight so that we could face your past together and help you shape a new future. Leli, whatever you need I will be here by your side. You're my best friend and nothing is going to change that. Not Morrigan, not Marjoline... nothing."

Leliana searched Eli's face for any sign that she was saying all this just to shut her up and make her feel better. All she found was the affectionate gaze the Elf had directed at her and her kind smile. Leliana leaned in and wrapped her arms around Eli's neck; the Elf wrapped her arms around the Bard's waist. They held each other close for a few moments before Eli could hear Leliana crying again. She gently rubbed circles on her friend's back.

"Shh. It'll be alright Leli... I-I-"

"I'd been so alone...before I met Marjoline, after I left... Maybe I used the Maker as away to know someone was watching out for me..."

"Leli, you're not alone now. You have me, Wynne, Alistair, Zevran... Morrigan, maybe. We're here for you, I'm here for you."

"I was... I sought shelter in the cloister, forgot who I was. Forgot all about hunting men down and killing them... part of me...part of me enjoys it. I took satisfaction in seeing her dead. I'm just like her, just like Marjoline."

"No you're not."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because evil doesn't worry about not being good."

Leliana looked at Eli, and blinked a few times. She giggled before leaning in a pressing a quick kiss to the Elf's lips. Eli blinked a few times, confused at the Bard's quick change in moods. She sighed and let Leliana help her to her feet before the Bard wrapped her arm around Eli's as they walked back to the main encampment.

Wynne looked up from the pot she was cooking dinner in when she heard Leliana laughing about something Eli had told her. The elderly mage was surprised to see the Bard in such high spirits after the state she was in when she had returned from the city earlier. The two women walked over to their spots and sat down. Leliana laid down so her head rested in Eli's lap. The two continued to laugh confusing their companions as to why the two women were so happy. Alistair was the one who spoke up and questioned the two women.

"Eli, I thought since you and the witch were... well doing whatever it is you two do..."

"Aw, do you want me to explain how everything works Alistair?"

"You could give me a refresher course Warden, hm?"

Eli glared at Zevran. Leliana giggled at her companions. Alistair's face was bright red, he stuttered and tried to defend himself and not think about what Eli had just said. Eli shared in Leliana's laughter.

"Calm down Shem. You're not my type. Nor are you flat ear."

"Oh, how you wound me Warden... but I cannot say it was unexpected, seeing as you have both the sultry witch and lovely Bard at your disposal."

"They are not. Leliana is my friend! And what goes on between Morrigan and I is private!"

Zevran chuckled as Eli continued to glare daggers at him. Leliana sat up and stretched. She turned to Eli and kissed her cheek. Alistair and Wynne shared a concerned look. The Bard sat on her bedroll, looking over at Eli.

"You should probably go eat dinner, I'm sure Morrigan has it waiting for you. Thank you, for today."

"Anytime Leli. I meant everything I said."

"I know."

Eli and Leliana smiled at one another before the Elven Warden walked off towards the camp she shared with Morrigan. Leliana noticed that Alistair was still watching her. She accepted a bowl with thanks from Wynne as did the ex-Templar.

"What is it Alistair?"

"What did you two talk about?"

"She just helped me see things from a different perspective is all... she's a good friend."

Alistair looked skeptical, but decided to finish off his dinner before continuing to question the Bard.

Eli walked over and sat down next to Morrigan. The young witch smiled and leaned against her Elven lover. Eli placed her arm around the young witch's waist. Morrigan played with the ring on Eli's finger as she sat with her lover.

"How did things go with the Bard?"

"Really well actually. She's no longer upset, she trusts me..."

"And?"

"And she's still my friend and is not complaining that I chose you over her."

"So no swaying her to give up her idealistic philosphies on the Maker?"

"No Morrigan, I-I couldn't manipulte her like that... She's emma falon."

Morrigan looked slightly surprised that Eli used her name instead of an endearment. She moved away from the Elf to make them both a bowl of the stew she had made for dinner. The two women sat and ate their dinner quietly. Eli set her bowl by their packs before heading to their tent and laying down. After a few moments Morrigan followed suit and went to lay down next to Eli. She laid on her side and looked over the Elven woman next to her. The young witch bit her bottom lip and gazed at the sleeping Elf much like she had the first night they had set up camp.

Eli knew Morrigan was watching her and couldn't help but tease the young witch. She kept her eyes closed as if she were trying to sleep.

"What is it about me sleeping that captivates you so?"

"I-I t'was only... I mean, I wasn't..."

"Hamin emma vhenan."

The Elven Warden reached over and ran her finger along Morrigan's jawline before leaning up and capturing her lips with her own. Morrigan leaned into the kiss, straddling her Warden. She placed her hands on either side of the Elf's face, deepening the kiss. Eli ran her hands over her witch's form, undoing the clasps on Morrigan's robes and pulling them off of her. She broke away from the kiss to kiss and bite down Morrigan's neck. The young witch softly moaned and whimpered at the Elf's minestrations. Eli made her way down to Morrigan's chest and swirled her tongue around the young witch's nipple before kissing back up to her lips.

Morrigan let Eli lay her on her back before the Elf continued to kiss her way down the young witch's body. She pulled off Morrigan's underwear before licking up the young witch's slit. Morrigan moaned and arched into the Elf's touch. She ran her hands through Eli's hair, urging her to continue. Eli gave her witch a wry grin before she thrusted her tongue into the young witch, caressing her inner most area. Morrigan moaned again and fisted her Elven lover's hair. Eli replaced her tongue with two fingers, pumping them in and out of the young witch as she sucked on her clit. Morrigan's moans grew louder. She tugged on Eli's hair as she grew closer to her release.

"Da'assan... Eli, please... I'm close..."

Eli gently bit Morrigan's clit causing the young witch to gasp in surprise and jerk on the Elf's hair. The Elven Warden smiled and quickened her pace with fingers before continuing to suck on her witch's clit. Morrigan moaned out Eli's name as she came. Eli removed her fingers and licked up the young witch's slit before leaning over her. Morrigan wrapped her arms around her Elven lover's neck and pulled her down into a heated kiss. Eli grinned into the kiss, her tongue wrestling for dominance with her witch's.

The Elven Warden broke the kiss to lay down next to Morrigan. She wrapped her arms around the young witch and snuggled up to, ready to fall asleep. Morrigan sat up causing the Elf look at her. The young witch shook her head at Eli.

"If I'm going to be laying here naked, so are you."

Eli chuckled and sat up. She started to undo the clasps of her armour when Morrigan batted her hands away. The young witch finished undoing the clasps before pulling Eli's armour off her. She pushed the Elf onto her back and straddled her, kissing down her neck. Eli placed her hands on Morrigan's hips. Morrigan sat up and caressed the Elf's chest before leaning over and taking one into her mouth, sucking and nibbling it. Eli bit her lip to surpress a whimper. She reached up and placed her hands on either side of the young witch's face, pulling her up for a heated kiss. The Elf thrusted her tongue into her witch's mouth, exploring the crevice before wrestling with Morrigan's.

The young witch broke the kiss causing Eli to whimper in disappointment. The disappoinment was short lived when Morrigan positioned herself in between the Elf's legs. The young witch took a tentative lick up the Elf's slit. She licked up and down a few times before slowly pushing her tongue into the Elf. Eli groaned at the teasingly slow pace; but she didn't want to rush the young witch knowing it's her first time. Morrigan gently lapped at Eli's inner most area, slowly becoming more bold enough to add more pressure with her tongue. Eli reached down and undid Morrigan's hair before tangling her hand in the dark tresses, urging Morrigan to continue.

"Mmm... Creators Vhenan'ara... Please, don't stop..."

Morrigan grew more confident and thrust her tongue in deeper, moving her tongue around inside the Elf her nose grazing Eli's clit. The Elven Warden let out a moan and slightly pulled on the young witch's hair. Morrigan looked up at her Warden before biting Eli's clit. The Elf's hips moved of their own accord as she gasped in surprise. The young witch grinned and pushed two fingers into her pumping them in and out at a fast and hard pace. Eli bucked her hips and moaned out her witch's name. Morrigan leaned over and sucked on Eli's clit before biting it again. Eli let out a final moan as she came.

The young witch moved up her Elven lover's body placing soft kisses and gentle bites along her way before she made her way up to Eli's lips. The two women shared a passionate kiss; Eli holding her witch close to her. Once they broke the kiss the Elven Warden panted for air as Morrigan lay down next to her, snuggling up to her side. Eli placed her arm over her face as she caught her breath.

"Creators emma vhenan... are you sure I'm your first?"

"Hehe. Perhaps I'm just that in tune with how I feel what you do to me."

"Maybe... Ar lath ma Morrigan."

"I-I love you as well my Warden."

Eli smiled and rolled onto her side, pulling Morrigan in for a another kiss. The two women lay wrapped in eachother's arms, their bodies a tangle of limbs as they drifted off to sleep in one another's arms.