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Casualty

Lisha ran fast through the rest of the keep, shooting out the doors and down the steps. Captain Garevel had ran behind her. He stopped before following her down to signal the men at the main gate to let the newcomers in. As Lisha ran across the yard, she saw them as they passed through. Dayno spotted her, beginning to run as well before they crashed into each others arms.
“Emma lath,” Dayno said as he swung Lisha around.
“Oh, Herven!” Lisha said with tears in her eyes. “Im gelir ceni ad lín.”
“Gwannas lû and, Herves.” He kissed her softly, not seeming to want to let her go. When they parted, Lisha looked deep into his eyes and smiled.
“I'm so glad to have you back. Both of you.” Lisha let go of Dayno and went to hug Zevran when he came closer.
“I'm sorry,” said Zevran. “It's all my fault why we're so late.”
“Were you afraid? You had no need to be.”
“I know, and I wish I had learned that sooner.”
Lisha released him and saw his eyes were hard. “Then you know.”
“It's the reason why we came here so quickly,” said Dayno.
“We need to get her back,” Zevran nearly growled. “If anything happens to her...”
“That's why we're going right now,” said Zelda as she and the others who were going finally caught up with Lisha. “Glad to see you both are back, alive and well.”
“Maybe not well... especially if she's...”
“She's fine, at the moment. Tired, scared, that's really all I can pick up right now. I'll be able to tell more when we get closer.”
“So then where are we headed?” Zevran asked.
“I suppose the two of you can come,” said Lisha. “We were just about ready to head into the Deep Roads. Apparently there's an entrance under the Vigil I didn't know about. Sigrun and Anders will show us the way. Are you two ready?”
“If I must,” Anders sighed. “I really don't want to go back down there.”
“Oh, come on, it wasn't that bad,” Sigrun said nudging him forward. “All the darkspawn in that area should be dead anyway.”
“Yeah, but if we're going after the Mother, then you know we'll have to deal with those nasty Children again.” He shuttered from the thought.
“At least this time we have another mage with us.”
“So what's been happening here?” Dayno asked Lisha as they made their way back to the keep and toward the cellars. “I sense there is something... different in the air.”
“There is, and I shall explain it to the both of you on the way.”
As Anders and Sigrun lead them down through the cellars and into the Deep Roads, Lisha explained to Dayno and Zevran, along with Zelda, about the situations she had to deal with: Kal'Hirol, the Wending Woods, the Blackmarsh, the Mother, and the Architect.
“I don't really know what these darkspawn are, but I do know they are different. They can talk, and they feel different from the others. Then there's the Children. They're almost insect-like in appearance, and extremely hard to kill. Ice appears to be the only thing that affects them.”
“Then we'll just have to do our best,” said Dayno. “Zevran, if we run into darkspawn, then I want you to stay back. You're the only one who's not a Grey Warden here.”
“I've fought darkspawn before, Dayno.”
“Maybe, but these darkspawn are not like the ones you fought during the Blight,” Lisha added. “You're going to need to be more careful. The only reason why I'm letting you come with us is because I know you wouldn't stay in the keep, even if I locked you up. You would've followed us no matter what.”
“You're right about that. I've been gone for too long. She wouldn't be in this mess if I had just been faster.”
“I wouldn't necessarily say that,” said Zelda. “It's my fault as well, Zevran. I should've either made her stay in Denerim longer, or sent more soldiers with her than just my brother.”
“Don't either of you blame yourselves,” Lisha said looking from one to the other. “It's everybody's fault in one way or another. I know I should've probably done more as well, but we can't change that now. At the moment, we're on our way to rescue her, so let's focus on that.”
As Anders and Sigrun brought them to the hole in the wall that lead to the Deep Roads, everyone passed through except for Zelda, who stood in between.
“Are you going to be okay?” Anders asked as he saw her.
“I'm claustrophobic, and the Deep Roads aren't really the best place for me,” Zelda breathed. “Maker, I thought I was over this.”
“Do you need help or anything?”
“No, I need to do this on my own.” Zelda closed her eyes. She could feel her chest tightening from the closeness. It had started when they first entered the cellars, and was steadily getting worse as they went. As she focused on Arawin, it was starting to become manageable.
She could feel the pull. It was stronger down here, telling her to go a certain way. In the darkness she could see the strings of color that would lead her to Arawin. They were blinking, going in and out, and Zelda could feel a tightness not only in her chest, but in her abdomen as well.
“She's that way,” Zelda pointed. “Come on.” Everyone followed her as she lead them through the tunnels, all the way to where Voldrik was with several soldiers.
“Ah, Commander!” he said to Lisha. “Glad to see you made it down here. I was just about to send for you.”
“I heard about what's going on down here, Voldrik,” said Lisha. “Have you fixed the mechanism?”
“I have, and was going to ask if you wanted me to close it now.”
“At the moment, no. We need to head into the Deep Roads to search for someone. Stay here, and when we return, then you may close it.”
“Of course, Commander.”
Lisha nodded to him as they passed through. Zelda then took the lead again, beginning to pick up speed as she felt the pull grow stronger. “I think she's close. I don't know how, but that's just what I feel.”
***
Arawin wasn't sure how long she had been waiting. It seemed like forever to her, although it could have only been minutes. She wondered why the darkspawn hadn't come for her yet. They were going to make her a broodmother, a thought that made her skin crawl. Imagines of Hespith and the broodmother they had fought in the Deep Roads during the Blight came to the forefront of her mind. It was making her more sick, along with the pain that streaked across her belly.
Can I even become a broodmother? Is it even possible for a Grey Warden to go that far into the taint?
It probably was, but no Grey Warden had ever lived long enough to find out. Or at least that's what she was told. Maybe women who went into the Deep Roads to die didn't die. The darkspawn probably wouldn't want to kill them, instead would drag them away and turn them into monsters. Arawin hated thinking like this. Her Calling scared her enough, to add that made it even worse. Yet her nightmare was about to come true.
“First day, they come and catch everyone. Second day, they beat us and eat some for meat. Third day, the men are all gnawed on again. Oh, Maker.” Arawin curled up and hugged her knees to her chest the best she could. “Fourth day, we wait and fear for our fate. Fifth day, they return and it's another girl's turn. Sixth day, her screams we hear in our dreams.” Arawin stopped and took in a deep breath. “Seventh day, she grew as in her mouth they spew. Eighth day, we hated as she is violated. Ninth day, she grins and devours her kin. Now she does feast, as she's become the beast.” Groaning, she shook her head. “Why am I saying this? I need to get out of here. I don't know how much longer I can wait.”
A strange noise then caught her attention. It was a loud bang just outside her door. Slowly Arawin went over to it, hearing what might have been scuffling. Were the darkspawn fighting over her? Trying to determine which one of them would be the first to take her?
Suddenly the door slammed open, making Arawin jump. Standing in the doorway was something she was not expecting. It was short, dwarf height, deep in the taint from its black skin and bald head. It was female, although Arawin could see no distinguishing features besides a pair of bright yellow eyes staring at her.
Come on, we need to get out of here, it said to her through the taint.
“What?” Arawin said stunned. “Who are you? What are you?”
There's no time to explain. We need to hurry.
The dwarf, as Arawin assumed it used to be, grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the dark room. Arawin saw as they exited, all over the ground in front of the room were darkspawn bodies. The dwarf took her past them, making her run faster than she wanted to. Faster than she really could go. Her legs beat hard trying to keep up with the dwarf. She was falling behind, barely able to keep on her feet as the dwarf pulled her through the area.
“Wait... I can't... I can't keep running!” Arawin heaved. Her lungs burned, her legs screamed at her to stop, and her belly tightened making her spill out tears.
You're gonna have to! I need to get you out of here.
The dwarf ran even faster, forcing Arawin too as well. She wasn't sure how much longer she could go. Already she was beginning to feel dizzy, knowing that at any minute she could collapse, lose consciousness. The walls on either side of her were starting to blur together. The taint around her was becoming stronger. Something angry passed through it, nearly knocking both of them over.
The dwarf growled. Shit! She knows!
Suddenly Arawin found herself hurtling to the ground. She landed on her back and rolled to her side. Sitting up, she saw the dwarf had thrown her to the side as several darkspawn poured out in front of them. The dwarf had no weapons, but she didn't really need them. Arawin watched astonished as she used her hands and feet, knocking the darkspawn down, punching them, tripping them, then snapping either their necks or arms or legs. The dwarf flipped around, taking out any darkspawn that went after her. She was amazing to watch as she took out every darkspawn without missing a beat.
When the dwarf was done, she went over to Arawin and lent down her hand. Come on, we need to get moving again before more come.
“I can't do it,” Arawin exhaled. She was having trouble breathing, and the pain in her abdomen was getting worse and coming on more. “I... can't...”
The dwarf looked her over before sighing and finally grabbing Arawin and hoisting her on her back. She then began running down the hall, faster than Arawin thought possible.
Arawin curled her arms around the dwarf's neck, holding on as tight as she could without choking her. She could feel the weariness beginning to pass over her. Pain was going through her whole body at this point, and all Arawin wanted was for it to end.
Fight it, Arawin. You need to fight it. The Mother will not have you. I won't let her.
Arawin opened her eyes from the tainted push of the dwarf. She was right, there was no way Arawin could let herself sink now. She just needed to hang in there a little longer. Soon she would be back home. Soon she would be with Lisha and Zelda, hearing them scold her for getting captured by the darkspawn. For being reckless like she always was. It made her smile seeing their angry faces. They were angry, but only because they were concerned. She was Zelda's friend, Lisha's daughter. They would be looking for her, she knew that's what they were doing right now. She could feel it.
Another wave of anger swept through the taint. A scream that made Arawin's whole body freeze. The dwarf felt it too, but didn't stop. She kept going, her feet beating even faster. Darkspawn began running behind them, some even jumping out in front. The dwarf dodged their outstretched hands, jumped over the grub-like ones. Their pincher mouths nearly missing her feet. A fireball streaked past their heads, nearly making the dwarf stop from the explosion in front of them. She plowed right through the fire, leaping over it and still running.
NO! DO NOT HURT THE SONG!
The angry scream within the taint made Arawin cry out. It burned in her blood, the dwarf grunting underneath her. When she was finally able, Arawin looked behind them to see the Herald in the distance, a scowl on his face as he stood where he was, unable to do anything.
The dwarf never stopped, even when they passed the threshold into a different area. This, to Arawin, felt like the Deep Roads. Corruption everywhere, but there were no darkspawn anywhere at all. She couldn't feel anything except herself and the dwarf under her. The weariness was beginning to creep again, forcing Arawin to fight it once more. The pain burning in her abdomen helped, but Arawin didn't know how much longer she could last.
The tunnels they ran through went by fast, the dwarf darting from one to the other. She would turn quickly, speed down one, then dart through another, never losing speed. Arawin had no idea where she was or how far they had gone. The only thing her mind could really focus on was the pain.
The dwarf finally stopped and set Arawin down in the middle of a tunnel. I'm going to leave you here. Your friends will find you.
“Wait, no! You're leaving me?” Arawin said as she stared up at the dwarf in horror. “No, please don't leave me here!”
Your friends are coming. Just stay here and they'll find you. The dwarf began to back away from her.
“Can't you wait with me?” Arawin pleaded. She stretched out to grab the dwarf, but couldn't reach.
You'll be all right. Just stay here. They're close. The dwarf then turned and ran, leaving Arawin all alone in the dark.
Arawin watched her leave, wanting to scream at her to come back. She was all alone, there was nothing around her. Not even darkspawn.
Something then brushed against her being, something familiar.
“Zelda...”
Arawin turned in the opposite direction the dwarf had ran. The tunnel was long and dark, but there was some type of light at the end of it. She went to stand, but her legs gave out, making her go to her knees. Arawin grimaced as the pain intensified, her whole body shaking from it. “Come on... move! You can't... give... up!”
She began to crawl, dragging herself across the ground. She needed to get to them, needed them to know where she was. Her arms gave out, and she fell to her side. Arawin took in deep breaths, feeling completely exhausted. She laid her head down. Her eyes focused on the light in front of her. A light that was beginning to dim.
The pulse of Zelda's presence, of the presence of other Grey Wardens began to increase. She could feel them getting closer. With what was left of her strength, she grabbed onto it, desperate to tell them where she was.
Zelda... I'm... here...
***
Zelda let out a scream, curling into herself and holding her stomach as she fell to her knees. Everyone ran to her when they heard her cry, seeing the pain on her face.
“Zelda, what's going on?” Lisha asked.
“Maker, it's like... ah, I'm being... ripped apart...”
“I don't understand this,” Anders said as he examined her. “She's in pain but there's no source.”
“It's the bond...” Zelda groaned. “The source is... Arawin.” Zelda went to stand, using Anders as support. “She's close...”
“And if she's in this much pain, that can only mean one thing,” Lisha whispered.
“Which way?” Zevran asked standing in front of Zelda. “We need to get to her fast.”
Zelda closed her eyes, the grimace never leaving her face as she scanned the area. “That way...” she said pointing down the tunnel. “And to the... left.” Zevran took off down the tunnel.
“Maker...” Zelda said nearly losing her balance, Anders the only thing keeping her from falling completely over.
“I assume you would still like to have a child,” said Lisha.
Zelda looked up at her. “That was my wish.”
“Then stand up and quit complaining. I guarantee what you're feeling now is nothing.”
“Right...” Zelda said fully erecting herself. “Thanks, Anders, but I can deal with it on my own.”
“So let me get this straight,” he said staring at her. “This blood bond causes the two of you to feel each others pain? Anything else?”
“We feel everything,” Zelda explained. “Pain, emotions. It's a connection through the taint that's similar to how darkspawn communicate. Ah, damn it! I'm gonna have to close the bond if she gets any worse.”
Everyone followed but Zevran had a large lead as he ran down the tunnel. When he came to an opening on his left, he looked down it to see the new tunnel was completely dark. His eyes strained to see all the way down. He thought he saw something on the floor. Something red that wasn't moving. He picked up his feet and went straight for it. The closer he got, the more he could see and the more he knew it was her.
“Arawin!” he shouted when he fell to his knees at her side. She was laying on her side, her eyes closed. When he said her name, they began to flutter. She slowly looked into his face, and he could see how dull her eyes were.
“Zev...?” she said frail. “No... it can't be...”
“It is. I'm here, Amora.” Zevran took her head and gently placed it in his lap. “I'm so sorry I wasn't here to protect you.”
Arawin settled in his lap. “You better be.” Her arm swung up, a slightly balled fist only tapping his chin.
“Was that her trying to hit you?” Sigrun asked. She was the first to arrive as the others soon made it to where they were.
“Normally she hits harder than that,” Zevran said as he felt his chin. “But it's good to see she's still herself.”
“Ion, let me see her,” Lisha said as she went beside him. Reluctantly, Zevran backed away, letting Lisha examine her. “Iell? Can you hear me?” Lisha tapped Arawin's face, trying to get her to open her eyes again. “Velanna, Anders. Tell me what's going on.”
The two mages went over and began looking her over while everyone else stepped back. When they were done, they both looked at each other.
“She's not good, Caun,” said Velanna.
“I can't really tell what's going on,” Anders added.
“Then let's get her to the keep as soon as possible,” said Lisha.
“I got her.” Zevran picked Arawin up and cradled her in his arms. At that moment, Arawin let out a blood-curdling scream. Her hands gripped his leather armor and she became rigid. Not wanting to waste anymore time, Zevran started to run down the tunnel again, going in the direction of the keep. The others followed after him. Zelda had to disconnect herself from Arawin after falling into the wall when the burning, stinging pain shot across both their bellies.
Zevran bolted through the Deep Roads, the others having a hard time keeping up with him. He didn't want to be down there another second, nor did he want Arawin to be down there anymore either. He could almost even feel it when she screamed in his arms.
He passed the mechanism Voldrik stood at, not stopping to offer an answer to the dwarf's question. Everyone else ran passed as well. Lisha was the only one to stop long enough to tell Voldrik he could close it now before she joined the others.
There was chaos everywhere as Zevran carried Arawin into the keep. Servants and soldiers moved aside to let him pass.
“Go all the way to the end of the hall, Ion!” Lisha yelled. “Place her on the bed in her room.”
As word spread, and Arawin's cries brought people to the hall, more of their companions followed, trying to see what was going on.
“You found 'er?” Damien asked as he got in step with Lisha.
“Yeah, in the Deep Roads, right outside the gate Voldrik was about to close,” said Lisha. “It's a good thing he didn't.”
“Oui, without a doubt.”
When Zevran made it to the room, he burst through the doors, scaring the servant inside. “Move!” he demanded as he went to the bed and placed Arawin on it.
“Ser, I'm sorry,” said the servant. “I didn't-”
“It's all right,” Lisha said to her. “You didn't do anything wrong. He's just in a hurry. But please, give us some room.”
“Y-Yes, my lady.” She stared at Arawin for a moment as the elf screamed before making her way out of the room.
Lisha went immediately to Arawin's side and began looking her over, the candle light giving her a better view. She was very pale, agitated, and grimacing with pain. Lisha knew she had to act fast.
“Alright, I need everyone out!” Lisha shouted over the chaos. “The only ones staying in here will be Zelda, Velanna, Sigrun, and Anders. The rest of you wait in the hall.”
“Wait, no!” Zevran protested. “I am not leaving her side.”
“Zevran,” Lisha said as calm as she could. “Please, you need to leave. You're only going to get in the way.”
Zevran went to protest again but Dayno placed a hand on his shoulder. “Come on, Zev. Do you remember what I told you about this part?”
“Yes, but I don't think this situation is the same. I should be with her!”
“I know, but come on. Let them do what they need.” Gently Dayno pushed Zevran out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Lisha waited until everyone was gone except her and everyone she said could stay.
“Uh, is this a bad time to tell you I've never done this before?” said Anders. “Because I haven't.”
“But you are a spirit healer,” Lisha stated.
“At the moment, I really wish I wasn't.” He winced over at the bed as Arawin let out a moan.
“What about you, Velanna?” Lisha asked. “As a First, you should have at least assisted Ilshae.”
“Oh yes, I assisted,” said Velanna. “But I never actually... caught.”
“Well the both of you are about ready to get a crash course in this. Alright. Sigrun, I want you to go and get some hot water and clean rags.”
“I'm on it!” Sigrun said as she left the room.
“Zelda, I need you to stay at Arawin's head and be her coach.”
“I can do that.” Zelda looked down into Arawin's pale face and clasped their hands together. “Hang in there, Arawin. We can pull through this. I'm right here with you.” Zelda closed her eyes and opened the bond a little. Immediately a burning pain went across her abdomen, making her grunt. It made her want to close the bond, but she didn't, wanting to show Arawin she was with her.
Lisha looked to her two mages, seeing neither of them really knew what to do. “Okay, here's what we're going to do. Velanna, you monitor Arawin. Keep her stable and tell me whenever anything starts to change. Anders, you're down here with me.”
“Wait, why me?” Anders protested. “Velanna's actually witnessed a birth before. Why can't she be with you?”
“Because you need to learn,” Lisha said as she propped Arawin's legs up.
“Exactly,” Velanna teased. “I've already done what she's going to make you do. So go ahead, I'm just fine right here.”
“I don't like you anymore,” Anders said glaring at her.
“It's about time.”
Anders turned back to Lisha. “I'm not comfortable with this, Commander.”
“Then you shouldn't have become a spirit healer,” said Lisha. “Now come here.” Taking a deep breath, Anders reluctantly went over to where she was.
“What do you want me to do?”
“I need you to stick your hand in and tell me what you feel.”
“Stick my hand... where?”
“Anders, after catching Maverlies sneaking out of your room, I can hopefully assume you're not a virgin, right?”
“Yes...”
“So then I know you've had your hand in a woman's vagina before.”
“Well, yeah! But never one that's been so... angry.”
“Creators help me,” Lisha mumbled. “Anders, this is no different. Now come closer and stick your hand in to feel what's going on. Measure with your fingers, soft to soft, hard to hard. The soft part is her cervix, while the hard part is the baby's head. I need to know if it's descended yet or not. Alright?”
Anders stared at her dumbfounded.
“Please don't make me repeat that.”
He shook his head. “No, no. I think I got it.”
“Good. Now do it.” Lisha moved out of the way to allow Anders to sit. Gingerly he began advancing his hand, looking awkward as he did so.
“Ew, it's slimy!”
“For blighted sake, Anders, don't be so gently. Just shove it in there!” Lisha took his arm and forced his hand further in.
“Alright, alright!” Anders yelled taking his hand out. “I'm sorry, but this is just weird.”
“Get used to it. Now tell me, can you feel the head?”
“Hang on.” He placed his hand back in, going further than before. “I think I feel something, but it's hard to tell—Ah!” Anders pulled his hand out and jumped back. “That didn't feel right.”
“What, did she bite you?” Zelda asked. “I wouldn't be surprised if she has teeth down there.”
“No! What I felt didn't feel like a head at all!”
“It's perfectly natural for the baby's head to have a point to it,” Lisha explained.
“No, not that either.” Anders looked nearly horror stricken.
“Then what, Anders?”
“It felt... it felt like a... foot.”
Lisha stiffened. “Move,” she said shoving him out of the way. She checked herself, searching around before retracting her hand and cursing.
“So was I right?” Anders asked timid.
“You were,” Lisha said stern.
“What's it mean?”
“Breech.”
Everyone in the room grew silent. The tension rising in the air.
“What do we do?” Zelda breathed.
By that time Sigrun had returned with a pile of rags and a bucket of steaming water. She set everything down at the end of the bed and was just as stunned as everyone else when she heard the news. Lisha stood where she was for a moment, uncertainty crossing her mind.
“Lisha,” Velanna said, beginning to panic. “Lisha! I'm beginning to lose her!”
This brought Lisha out of her stupor. “What's going on?”
“I-I don't know. I think she's bleeding internally, but I can't find the source.”
Lisha looked Arawin over again, seeing she was starting to diminish. She had stopped thrashing, stopped screaming and moaning. She was much paler than before with labored breathing.
Sitting back down, Lisha took her hand and went in again. She felt the foot, sticking out the cervix which was clamped around the midfoot. With her fingers, carefully she separated the cervix from the foot. Something warm then passed by her fingers and spilled on the bed.
“I take it that's not a good thing,” said Anders as he watched the red water flow from Arawin.
Lisha looked down and quickly removed her fingers, stopping the flow. She cursed again for not realizing it sooner. She felt Arawin's dress, feeling that it was moist, and taking her fingers away, saw the wetness was red. At first she had just thought her water had broken, but the redness of her dress had covered up the truth. “We need to act fast,” she said to everyone, wiping off her hand. “Sigrun, take this knife and heat it over one of those candles for a few seconds.”
“What are you planning?” Sigrun asked as she took the knife.
“Just do it, please.”
Sigrun nodded and went to one of the candles burning in the room.
“Anders, I need you to numb her abdomen,” Lisha said as she started ripping Arawin's dress off. She then took some of the rags and dipped them in the water to clean Arawin off and placed others around her.
“You're going to cut her open?” Anders asked, looking even more scared than before.
“We don't have a choice right now. The baby is breech and she's bleeding internally, and I know where. So please, numb her, then when I get in, you're going to have to act fast to find the bleed and close it.”
Summoning all his courage, Anders made his way over to Arawin's side and began numbing her abdomen. As he did so, Sigrun came back with the knife and handed it to Lisha. Once she had the knife back, and once Anders was done, Lisha went to Arawin's other side and slide the knife across the lower part of her abdomen.
“Lisha, I don't know how much longer I can hold her,” Velanna said strained.
“Just a little longer, Velanna,” Lisha said as she cut through the layers. “Keep her stable.” She cut down through the fat and muscle, all the way until she reached the womb. Once there, she carefully sliced through. Blood instantly began pouring out and onto the rags. Even more spilled when Lisha reached her hands in and began searching. “Come on, Anders! Do it now!”
He made his way over, placing his hands over the incision site. The blue light of his magic radiating as he searched around for the bleed. “Maker's breath!” he exclaimed. “I think I found it.”
“Then close it!” Lisha yelled as she pulled.
“Lisha... I can't hold on much... longer,” Velanna struggled.
“Don't you lose her, Velanna!”
“No, no, Arawin, no!” Zelda yelled. “Don't you dare!” She could feel Arawin beginning to slip away. A piece of her was disappearing, leaving her feeling only half of herself. Quickly Zelda closed her eyes and dived into the blackness that was the void they used to communicate. Colors swirled around, but some were fading, beginning to blink out. Zelda searched for Arawin's presence, sensing it was getting more distant. She went for it, swimming, walking, running to the pinpoint that was Arawin's life.
A hand or something grasped onto Arawin's presence. Zelda stretched herself, reaching to grab on and not let go, making the grip tighter. It was beginning to hurt as she could feel herself being stretched to a breaking point. She tried to pull back, but still she and Arawin descended deeper into the darkness.
Zelda... Let go... Arawin said weak.
Don't even think that, said Zelda. I'm not letting go. You're not allowed leaving me just yet.
But... I can't... feel anything...
Don't give up! Please, don't give up! Not after everything we've been through. Zelda tried pulling again, pulling Arawin back and out of the darkness. It was beginning to become cold, and the pain burned through her whole being. Still she refused to let go, refused to let her friend fall into the never ending darkness.
Zelda...
No... I won't... Something snapped, sending her flying, but in what direction, she couldn't tell.
Zelda collapsed to the ground.
There was a panic, and everyone ran around trying to figure out who needed their attention more. The queen, passed out on the floor; the commander, bleeding in the bed; or the babe in Lisha's arms, not moving.

Paraphrasing from Dragon Age: Origins: Awakening.
All Sindarin belongs to JRR Tolkien.
Sindarin Translations:
Herven (Hair-vehn): Husband
Im gelir ceni ad lín. (Eem geh-leer keh-nee ahd leen): I am happy to see you again.
Gwannas lû and: It has been too long.
Herves (Hair-vehss): Wife
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