#;alethea

Cosima: No, but she would protect you. Bring you someplace that worms could be happy and let you free.

She still has twins while on the run, still names them Kestrel and Beckett, still rolls up to Skyhold with a baby on each hip excited for her kids to finally meet their godfather, Varric, in person.

inspired by discord shenannigans with @gracebroken

    “Do you ever...miss nobility? I know that Mother did, but your circumstances for leaving were quite different than hers.”

    “You have--There’s a twig,” Alethea tutted lightly as she reached out to carefully untangle a small stick from Merrill’s hair, “It’s a stubborn thing.”

    “Have an interest in polearms, do you?” Alla’s smile is almost dazzlingly bright as she turns to the templar who’d been watching her so intently, “I’ve noticed it’s an unusual weapon here in the Marches, they’re more common in Ferelden, handy against Orlesians and Darkspawn.”

    “Ostagar was a right disaster, I don’t think I’ll ever forget the smell.”