Kiera Amell thought her life was set before her. A talented Spirit Healer, she assumed that she would spend her life in the Circle of Magi healing the sick and mentoring apprentinces. That is, until a blood mage betrayed her trust and left her to pa...
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Kiera Amell was a full Mage of the Circle now, having resisted a demon's temptations during her Harrowing. Because of it, First Enchanter Irving had given her a free day to do whatever she wished. Kiera was the last of the Amell siblings to complete the Harrowing, aptly named because it was so... harrowing. Two of her brothers were also full Circle Mages, the eldest in Kirkwall, the other in Ferelden, while her only sister had failed her Harrowing, and her twin brother, Keenan, had been killed in an accident involving his fire abilities. Kiera looked herself over in the mirror, smoothing out her new Circle mage robes. The dark blue fabric stopped at her ankles so she could walk without having to hold the fabric up. Her black curls were loose about her shoulders and the brown eyes that ran in her family looked back at her. She wished Keenan had been here to see her success. She turned and walked out of her quarters to see what trouble she could find. Trouble found her first.
"There you are."
Keira turned to see Anders grinning from ear to ear. His blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he was leaning against the wall.
"Hello, beautiful."
"Hello yourself," she answered with a smile. She hadn't seen him in over a year. "When did they drag you back?"
"I've been in solitary for the past year."
"Too bad Mr. Wiggums wasn't there to keep you company," Kiera grinned.
Anders laughed.
"Surprised to see you haven't made your seventh attempt yet," she quipped. Anders was always escaping the Tower of Magi, Templars dragging him back each time. She'd actually thought it just took the Templars this long to catch him.
"The tin cans are watching too closely right now."
Kiera laughed.
"Congratulations, by the way. I heard you passed your Harrowing. And I've also heard you broke a record for shortest time in the Fade."
Kiera shrugged. The record had been previously held by her older brother. It really hadn't surprised anyone that his only surviving sibling in Ferelden broke it. "Thanks, Anders. They named it appropriately."
"Indeed." Anders stepped closer to Kiera, brushing aside one of her curls. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine now." She then noticed a golden earring in his left ear. She touched his newest accessory. "When did you get this?"
"In Denerim during my last holiday. A Rivani pirate did it. Do you like it?"
"It suits you. Did you show her your electricity trick?"
Anders grinned. The two had an on-and-off relationship. On when he was actually in the Tower. Off when he was off wandering Thedas being chased by Templars. Kiera knew he'd bed at least one woman during those brief periods of freedom. It wasn't like a Circle Mage could marry and any child born in the Tower was immediately taken from their mother and given to the Chantry. The mother was on occasion allowed to see her child but the excuse was the Tower of Magi was no place for an infant. Until that infant grew into a child displaying signs of magic. A good majority of those children were sent to one of the many Circles in Thedas.
