Áine is a mage from Kinloch Tower. She was there during the blight and had Cullen as one of her acquaintances.
She fell in love with him but was too shy to say something about it. Nevertheless, he was in love with her friend Amell and didn't know sh...
They are back to Skyhold, and a person from Áine's past comes back. They decided to remember the past in the tavern. Everything is fine until Cullen arrives and he and Áine realize how much they are still connected.
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"A mistake, it was all a mistake. Maybe they shouldn't have interrupted him. Maybe I was supposed to be his. Would there be emotions? Would I one day be capable of really loving him? Would I welcome his mouth? Crave for his touch?"
Áine sank into the lake until her head was under water.
"Yes, it would have been better. I would be his, and he would be mine. He wouldn't leave me, no matter what. We would spend the rest of our days together... forever."
She opened her eyes and saw the bottom of the lake. Its crystal water gentle with her eyes. With a push of her legs, she moved forward, towards some fish.
"I should have known... I am a nobody, after all. I have nothing, not even a name. He is better off with her, a noble, not a thief. the Inquisitor, not a spy."
She pushed herself up, and the water washed her hair down on her eyes. She studied Bull throwing Sera in the water. The elf's laughter ringing in her ears.
"I will miss them... all of them"
She left her thoughts on Aiden and Cullen behind and swam towards The Misfits.
They were returning to Skyhold, just a few more days and they would be home, no, not home anymore, at least not for her. She had discussed with her family and Leliana, and as a personal favor, she asked the little bird to be sent away, far from the lion.
Leliana studied her eyes, and without a single question, she agreed to her request. She sent her and her family to Caer Bronach, she had been against it but the time had finally come, and Leliana had no more excuses not to send her there. She preferred Áine to be near her, but she knew it would be too much to ask.
After almost a month they were back to Skyhold, and that day was one the most difficult since Cullen decided their future. She took her bath and laid in her bedroll in the shared quarter, her eyes on the ceiling and the tears on her cheeks. It was going to be a long cold night.
But the reason she was crying at that moment was the opposite. They were tears of joy, happiness.
"I can't believe you're here!" They couldn't let go of the other. "Maker! This is reason to celebrate. Come!" Áine held Amell's hand, and together they headed to the tavern.
Everyone greeted her with a smile on their faces, and because Áine had talked so much about her, she was soon welcomed by her family and The Misfits.
When they arrived, the sun was low on the horizon and the night approached fast. With a peek out of the window the moon was high in the dark sky surrounded by bright stars. They talked about what happened to them since they had been separated until the present days.
