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9:41 Dragon
Denerim Palace
Kings Quarters
The king was known to sleep poorly.
What wasn't known was what he suffered in his nightmares.
She kissed him so softly before she plunged a dagger into his thigh. Her foot hooked behind his other leg and she shoved him down.
Elissa was always faster than him in thought and movement. She saw what he had intended to do, that he intended to make the ultimate sacrifice for her. She tricked him with a goodbye kiss. A request she knew he could not deny.
Alistair tried to grab her ankle as she leapt over him but she was too quick and his arm too slow.
Sten was running after her but she shouted something Alistair didn't understand and the Qunari froze.
Alistair pulled the dagger out of his leg and stood. That pain was little compared to the heartache he felt when he saw she had reached the Arch demon.
"Don't forget." She called to him with a wild smile as she raised her sword high over her head and threw all of her force into dropping the blade.
The light erupting from her body was so bright it looked like there was fire in her veins burning as hot as the sun itself. She screamed like that inferno scorched through her very soul. Then, she and the Arch Demon were gone, as though consumed entirely by light.
Alistair woke up, drenched in sweat and heaving breaths. It was always the risk when he fell asleep, that he would relive the moment he was forced to watch her die, again and again.
He rolled onto his side and clutched his pillow, trying to force himself to think of anything but the nightmare he had endured countless times over the years. In the dark, it didn't matter that he was a King, it did not change the fact he missed her and that he was hearing the calling.
"In War, Victory. In Peace, Vigilance. In Death, Sacrifice." He said to himself softly.