A Piece of You

Chapter 1: In death comes new life

A Piece Of You

Summary:

Aenna Mahariel is the new Warden-Commander. But it's just been 3 months since they ended the blight and Ferelden is still recovering. With all the fuss about rebuilding what was lost in the battle against the archdemon, a distraction is the least of what the busy grey warden needed... as she herself is still recovering from the loss of her King… her beloved… Little did she knew, that before he left, he gave her one final gift…

Chapter 1: In death comes new life…

He was lying on her lap bloodied by the battle that just occurred. His eyes were fixated on hers, she could see the little trace of the warm golden color of his eyes, but the death and the hollowness was taking over its usual gleam. It was a sign of the taint, a sign of his death. The others standing behind her, they knew exactly what was going to happen to him.

"You're so stupid! You really are an idiot!" She screamed at him, the hot tears running down her cheeks as she held him tightly in her arms. She hated him so much for what he'd done. It was her duty to end the archdemon's life in the king's place, in his place. She bent down until her forehead was touching his golden breast plate. He let out a soft chuckle; it was almost like a whisper.

"There goes the only person who believed I was intelligent." She lifted her head and met his gaze, she could see he was trying to make her smile, even at the end. He was smiling faintly, though pain was plain on his face. She caressed his cheeks where grey veins were now visible.

"Why?" It was almost silent that even Aenna herself almost missed the word. Slowly, Alistair's smile became gentle, realization hit her and she began to cry and shudder at waterfall of tears. He did it for her, he knew that she had planned to kill the archdemon herself since the end of the Landsmeet. He knew that she planned to die... and he couldn't bear the world without her in it...

"Hush my dear," He said softly as he pulled her face towards him. He brushed a tear away with his thumb, and with all of his remaining strength, he smiled at her, showing all the love he felt for her on his face. He pulled her close and planted one final kiss on her lips, with that he was content and he knew he would die for the one he loved and he was happy that his final moments were with her.. With one final glance at his beloved elf, he whispered, "Goodbye, my love…"

Aenna's eyes flew open, her heart pounding hard against her chest. She could feel the dried streaks across her face and the wetness on her pillow from the tears she had cried. A sigh escaped her lips. She had been waking up with the same dream for the last three months. Her memories of that day are still fresh branded into her mind so she is forced to relive it. She can still see his face, hear his voice loud and clear in her head.

She shook her head to erase the remaining embers of her dream. There was no use of dwelling in the past and in her memories, there is too much that needs to be done. And distraction is the least of what she needed. She quickly washed her face and wore her leather armor that is now branded with the insignia of two silver griffons on the center of her chest-guard. She would be very busy now, she was the Warden Commander after all.

She made her way through the halls of the newly rebuilt edifice in Ostagar. With the queen's help and after the last of the darkspawns dispatched, Ostagar became one of the Warden's strongholds. Though Vigil's Keep in Amaranthine is a more suitable place for a Warden-commander, she chose to stay there. This was the place where it all began, and most importantly, where they first met. The sentimental value of the place made her feel stronger as if he was really there with her.

"Ah, my dearest warden wakes." She immediately recognized the accent and the faint smell of Antivan leather; she would recognize this man anywhere in Thedas. She spun around and saw Zevran making his way to her.