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Dragon Age - Alistair

Me? Make a Dragon Age post in 2019? Yes.

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My bones are growing heavier and heavier with each passing day and the song, Makers breath, the song. It feels like nails on a chalkboard, but it sounds beautiful. The hairs on my neck stands up and sometimes it'll get louder. It's what keeps me awake most of the night, the gradual insanity that ensues. Then the sickness. I get so sick in the morning, I'm sweaty, I'm dehydrated, hungry, and I've been throwing up at unimaginable rates.

Being able to hug my husband is the one comfort that I have in all of this madness.

I only have a few months left, a year or two if I'm lucky. After the events with Corypheus, I knew I had to return. I'd rather spend my last months with the love of my life than searching for a cure that doesn't even exist.

So, I lay here in my bed and stare up at the ceiling. My body is paralyzed from shock as the song bangs around my brain like a symphony. I can't move, I can't breath, I can barely even think. If I so much as try, my head starts aching more than it already does.

I can't get the motivation to try and snap myself out of my trance. I'm supposed to meet with Sir Hawke and Sir Fenris today, but I have no desire to get myself up.

There a knock at my bedroom door and I know it's my maid here to bring me downstairs. I let out a faint "come in" and she does so.

She makes her way beside my bed and stares down at me with disappointment, "Again, Queen (Y/n)? You need to fight the Calling, remember?" She says and I just smile at her.

"I...I know...Shi...Shianni..."

"Does it hurt that bad today?" She asks, feeling a lot more remorseful now. She leans down, places her hand behind my back that's pressed against the bed, and pushes me into a sitting position. I groan at the sudden light headedness and feel like passing out again.

"My Queen," she warns and I groan. I rub my temples lightly. Shianni is the only person aside from my old companions that believes I am still strong enough to function. I just have to get through my morning sicknesses and I'm good to go for the rest of the day. Eventually it won't just be in the morning though and I'll have to face that sad truth. "You have the most willpower out of everyone I know, if you can get through this, anyone can."

"That's the thing..." I mumble, "I don't think I have the same willpower as I did ten years ago. I killed a fucking archdemon, for crying out loud...how do I top that? I've peaked, Shianni...what's the point?"

"You're a queen now, (Y/n), you rule beside your husband, making every decision for them. It's an important job and it's yours. If I'm to be blunt, I think that you need to grow up."

"Gr-grow up?" I ask, in confusion. To speak so rudely to a queen, the balls on that woman. It's quite admirable.

"Due to your exposure to the blight and the archdemon your calling is escalating too quickly. You'll die within the next five years if you're lucky. You should spend this time with your husband and your friends. It hurts me seeing you like this every morning, imagine what they feel...seeing their closest friend so depressed."

I nod my head, "Five years, you say?" I ask, "You think I'll make it that long?"

"If get your ass up and stop moping around, Hell yeah you will!"

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I purse my lips and cross my arms. I was aware of Hawke's need for conflict, but I was not aware he'd try to kill everything in sight. He's quite the drama queen, I'll give him that.

"So, My Queen," he says and I have to restrain a laugh. He has the same sour attitude that I had while growing up, though he is a few years my elder. "How are you holding up with King Alistair visiting Skyhold without you?"