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Gone Our Innocents

“What do you mean she’s not going to make it much longer?” Alistair asked with suspicion. He looked behind him at Zelda, noticing the distress in her face. He heard her high, heavy breathing, and noticed her face was as white as a ghost. Alistair stopped dead in his tracks, causing everyone else to stop as well. He glared at Jowan and rushed toward him. “What did you do to her!” he yelled yanking Jowan up by the collar and smashing him against the wall.
“Alistair, stop!” Leliana cried running to the both of them.
“I didn’t do anything!” Jowan pleaded, looking scared. “Can’t you see that I’m trying to get her out of here? She’s claustrophobic.”
“Claustrophobic?” Alistair let Jowan go and saw that Zelda had positioned herself with her back against the wall. She was crouched in a fetal position and shaking. He ran to her, wondering what he should do. “I didn’t know...”
“You didn’t know?” Leliana nearly shouted. “Of all the times I’ve caught you paying close attention to her, this you don’t see! I’m sure if Ser Perth were here you would have noticed.”
Alistair glared at her before applying his attention back to Zelda. He was knelt in front of her now, trying to open her arms. “Zelda, are you all right?”
“Just get me out of here!” she screamed, unable to contain herself any longer. Everything was coming down on her now, and the little fight that had happened a moment ago had sent her off the edge.
Alistair said nothing as he scooped her in his arms and followed Jowan who began leading them again through the dungeon. It wasn’t long before they came to a set of stairs and taking them up, found themselves outside. Zelda wrenched herself from Alistair’s arms and landed on the ground. She rolled on her back and stared up at the clear blue sky. She breathed in fresh air, and when the tightness of the dungeon disappeared, she found herself laughing.
“Are you okay now?” Jowan asked her.
“I’m good,” she said sitting up. “Thanks.” She looked around to see Alistair was standing away from her, not looking happy. She had noticed he wasn’t acting himself when they were down there. She wondered if it had to do with his templar training coming through, or something else.
Leliana helped Zelda stand. Both the women looked at Alistair. “Should I go and talk to him?” asked Zelda.
“No,” Leliana answered. “He’ll be fine. He’s just upset with himself for not seeing how bad you were down there.”
“Oh.” Zelda turned to Jowan. “Thank you, Jowan.”
“You're welcome,” he said. “I’ve seen that terror before, so I knew you wanted my help for more than just killing corpses.”
“I’m still going to need your help with other things, though. Such as telling me where we are.”
“This is the court that leads to the main entrance of the castle. See, right there is the gate, and over there is... the... en... trance...” His speech slowed as his eyes grew wide. Zelda followed his gaze to the large entrance stairway and the door that would lead them to the inside. She wasn’t sure what he was seeing, but then she saw it. There, on the top of the stairs was a figure covered in heavy armor. It’s face was covered with a heavy mask and it’s hands clung to a large, gore covered axe.
“What... what is it?” Zelda stuttered.
“A revenant,” said Jowan softly. “Now I know it’s a desire demon at work.”
The creature turned it’s head in their direction and it emitted a low rumble. This caused Alistair to face it and he startled. Everyone prepared themselves for a fight. The revenant lifted it’s arms and from it’s hands magic exploded, causing the ground under their feet to shake. Several hands popped out of the ground, the same magic swirling around them. One grabbed Leliana’s ankle, but she kicked it off, sending just the hand flying in the air. The hands were followed by the rest of the bodies, and soon they all found themselves surrounded by corpses.
Zelda held up her shield and Silverbrand. They were outnumbered. She eyed the gate and knew if she could open it then she would be able to bring in Ser Perth and the other knights as long as they were there waiting for her. The corpses began walking towards them slowly, growling and ready to strike.
“Quick!” Zelda shouted. “Leliana, try and take the revenant out. Alistair, protect Leliana!” The two of them nodded and Leliana began firing arrows at the revenant. The corpses soon began to attack, but Alistair blocked them, cutting them to pieces and smashing them back down into the ground with his sword.
“Jowan!” Zelda continued to shout. The mage looked at her frightened, not knowing what to do. “If you can’t really do anything about them, then stick close to me, but I still want you to try.”
His face became determined. “Right.”
“Now come on. Rupee, you know what to do girl.” The mabari growled and lunged herself after Zelda as the three of them began running through the corpses. Zelda used her shield as a battering ram, knocking them down as she ran. Rupee was by her side, taking down corpses as well with her teeth. Jowan shot his magic at them, but just as he said, it didn’t do much good. The magic almost did nothing to them. But Zelda didn’t stop, she kept running to the gate until she got there and looked around for the way to open it.
“My lady!” she heard Ser Perth say through the gate. “I'm glad to see you are all right. Please hurry and open the gate so we may help you deal with these foul creatures.”
“I’m trying, but I don’t know how to open it!”
“It’s the latch right there,” he said sticking his arm through the gate and pointing at it. “Just throw the switch down and the gate should open.”
Zelda followed his direction and saw the latch embedded in the stone of the wall. She ran to it, and reached over to throw down the switch, but was stopped when a bolt of fire nearly took off her hand. She saw the revenant coming down the stairs, heading straight for her. The axe menacing in it’s hands, eyes glowing red like blood. Arrows were all over it’s body, but they didn’t appear to be hurting it in any way.
The revenant raised it’s hand and a dark glow emitted from it’s fingertips. It pointed them at Zelda and she became frozen with fear. She could feel the power coming from the revenant. It was aiming right for her heart. The dark magic crackled and shot from it's fingertips, releasing into the air. Zelda didn’t know what to do. Her shied could not stop it, and her legs didn’t seem to want to work. She was frozen in place as the black bolt came hurdling towards her.
Things then began to move in slow motion. She saw Jowan step in front of her, a bright blue shield surrounding him. The bolt went right through it, hitting him in the chest. He crashed down to the ground, crying in agony. His cries brought Zelda out of her stupor and she quickly throw up the switch to open the gate. Ser Perth and the knights ducked under the rising gate and began battling the revenant. The creature might have had massive armor, and a huge axe, but it didn’t seem to be doing very well against all the knights at once.
Zelda knelt down and checked on Jowan. He was still alive, but hurt pretty bad. “You idiot,” she said. “Why did you do that?”
Jowan moaned a little, fluttering his eyes open and looked at her. “Oh... that didn’t feel good.”
“I didn’t think it would. How did you survive? That should've killed you.”
Jowan sat up slowly and rubbed his chest. “That revenant isn’t as strong as you think. I put up a magical shield. It wasn’t strong enough, but it still took most of the power away. I’ll be fine. Just a little bruised is all.”
“Good, because I didn’t free you to have you die on me. Come on.” Zelda helped Jowan on his feet. She looked toward the courtyard and saw that the knights, along with Alistair had succeeded in defeating the revenant. Any corpses that were not torn apart before, stopped moving and laid dead once more.
“What was that?” Ser Perth exclaimed. “There was nothing in the courtyard until I saw you running towards the gate, my lady.”
“He was standing at the top of the stairs,” Zelda said kicking the empty armor.
“More than likely a lookout,” said Jowan. “If you were trying to sneak in the castle, your cover has been blown. The demon will more than likely know of your presence now.”
Ser Perth eyed Jowan suspiciously. “What are you doing out of your cell, mage?” he demanded. “I thought Lady Isolde had you arrested and caged.”
“She did,” Zelda said placing herself in between Ser Perth and Jowan. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with this situation again. “And I stand by my decision to set him free. He did just save my life, after all.”
“He did, yes, I saw that,” said Ser Perth, but he still didn’t seem persuaded. “But I do not know if I can agree on your actions, my lady, no matter the reasons. He did poison the arl, and that is my first concern.”
“I understand that, ser knight,” Zelda said calmly. “And he shall go back to the dungeons if the lady of the house requests it. But until then, he is with me.”
“As you wish, my lady.” Ser Perth bowed reluctantly.
“Good, now is the throne room right beyond these doors? I believe that is where we should be heading.”
“It is,” said Alistair. He had made his way close to Zelda’s side when she was arguing with Ser Perth. “All we have to do is follow the hallway a few paces then we’ll be at the throne room.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” Zelda looked at everyone in turn. “Come on, everyone. Let’s go stop this demon.”
***
Any other day, Zelda would have found the scene in the throne room hilarious. She had seen grown men, drunk, locking shoulders together and trying to lift up their feet in a line, only to topple over and laugh. Teagan was by himself, but that didn’t seem to be stopping him. It looked as if he was trying to dance the Remigold, but none of his moves were right. He acted as if he were drunk, flopping around and flinging his arms. Zelda didn’t find it amusing, not this time, and neither did anyone else.
The child in front of the fire found it funny, though. He was jumping up and down, laughing and clapping to what Teagan was doing. Zelda recognized him as Connor. He was older than the last time she saw him. It was when Eamon had visited Highever a few years back. Connor and Oren had gotten along pretty good, and became friends besides their age difference. Connor was at least five years older than Oren.
Isolde stood next to Connor, looking tired and defeated. She was slumped over with eyes to the floor. She seemed to refuse to look up and see the horrible sight. Not even to acknowledge the presence of Zelda and her followers who had walked into the throne room. Before long, as Zelda and the others settled in the middle of the room, Teagan stopped his dance and made his way to sit on the floor, on the other side of Connor. Connor looked up and stared into Zelda’s eyes, smiling with an evil grin. Zelda did not flinch.
“So these are our visitors?” Connor said. His voice almost made Zelda jump. On the surface was the sweet, natural voice that she remembered. The young, but yet mature sounding voice that always made people warm to Connor. He was almost like her in a way, able to persuade people to do anything. But underneath his normal voice was something dark and sinister. It was deep and evil sounding, and echoed every word.
Zelda heard Jowan gasp, and say a soft “No,” which caused her to put the pieces together. She now understood.
“They are the ones you told me about, Mother?” Connor’s eyes still never leaving Zelda’s.
Isolde slowly looked up, but did not stare at anyone in particular. “Y-yes...Connor,” she stuttered, seeming to be afraid of her own son.
“It is the one that defeated my soldiers, when I sent them to reclaim the village. Now why is it here? How did it get here? And why is it staring at me? What is it, Mother? I can’t see it well enough.”
Isolde turned to her son, unsure of what to make of his question. “This... this is a woman, Connor. Just as I am...”
“You lie!” Connor yelled, cutting her off. “This woman is nothing at all like you! Why, just look at her! Half your age and pretty, too. I’m surprised you don’t order her executed in a fit of jealousy!”
“Connor, please,” Isolde begged. “Please, don’t hurt anyone.”
“And why would I want to do that?” said Connor, smirking. “Tell me, woman, what is it that brings you here?”
“Why do you wish to know?” Zelda asked.
“Because I want to know. You came here, saved that stupid village, and then broke into my home and killed my soldiers. What is it that you desire that would cause you to risk your life along with the ones behind you?”
“I desire nothing from you, Demon.”
Connor began laughing hysterically. “Is that so? But there is still a reason why you are here.”
“I came here to help, if I could.”
“To help who, I wonder. Me? Father? Yourself? Which?” Connor asked each question slowly.
“To help the people you’ve terrorized.” Zelda took a chance and looked around. Besides Connor, Isolde, and Teagan, there were also a few guards positioned around the room. They didn’t appear to be noticing the strange behavior.
Connor laughed again. “I was just having fun! What’s wrong with that? Everyone was having fun. Isn’t that right, Uncle?”
Teagan looked up at the boy with a big, goofy smile on his face. “Marmalade!” was all he said.
“You see?” Connor chuckled. “We’re all having fun!’
“You mentioned your father,” Zelda said. “What can you tell me about him?”
“He’s doing as well as can be. You don’t need to worry about him. I have everything fully under control.” But then Connor began to shake his head. His eyes, which seemed glazed and cloudy became clear again. “M-Mother?” he said, the demonic voice gone. “What... what’s happening? Where am I?”
Isolde lifted, tears glistening in her eyes as she went over to hug him. “Oh, thank the Maker! Connor! Connor, can you hear me?”
As she came closer to him, wanting to cradle him in her arms, Connor suddenly bent over and covered his face. When he looked back up at her, his eyes were back to being glazed and cloudy. “Get away from me, fool woman!” he screamed at her, the demonic undertone back. Isolde backed away from him, ready to cry out. “You are beginning to bore me.”
“Grey Warden, please,” Isolde said, begging at Zelda. “Help him. He does not know what he does.”
“I don’t need any help!” Connor cried at his mother. “Why are you always trying to ruin my fun? First you send the knights away, then you leave and come back with Uncle who only wants to yell and scream, just like you. Trying to bark orders, telling me what to do. Not anymore! I crave excitement! And action! This woman spoiled my sport by saving that stupid village, and now she’ll repay me!”
Connor ran from the room, and Zelda noticed Teagan begin to stir on the ground. He stood, pulling out his sword and advanced on her. Zelda brought out her shield just in time to deflect his blow.
“Teagan, no!” Isolde yelled, but it didn’t seem to do anything.
“Teagan, snap out of it! What are you doing?” Zelda had to move quickly as the bann assaulted her again and again with his sword. “Stay back!” she cried to the others when she saw Alistair and Ser Perth try and come at Teagan as he swung at her. “He is not himself.”
The guards that were around the room began to stir as well and started coming at the others. Soon there was a huge fight going on in the throne room. Lady Isolde cowered in the corner as she watched the onslaught. Zelda tried desperately to push Teagan back, but he was far more aggressive than she had thought him to be. She did not pull out her sword, however, instead trying to reason with him.
“Teagan, stop! Think for a moment. Think about what you're doing, who you're fighting. Why are you trying to kill me?” Zelda covered her head with the shield and felt his massive blow strike down on her. His own shield then swooped down, hitting her in the legs, causing her to fall to the floor on her back. Teagan went to strike down on her, but Zelda lifted up her legs and kicked him in the gut. She held him away from her body, as he tried to swing his sword at her head. Zelda placed up her shield, feeling the sword scrapping the metal. She had to think of something quick. Teagan was not fighting her on his own terms, and she didn’t want to kill him.
A plan came to mind, but it would be dangerous. As he continued his assault on her, Zelda lowered her legs. This let him get closer to her, and with a quick jab, found a way past her shield and sliced through her armor, cutting her arm. Zelda didn’t let this bother her as she hoisted her legs back up, flinging Teagan off, and landing on his back, pushing the air from his lungs. In a single bound, Zelda leaped up, grabbed Teagan’s sword from his hands and straddled him, pointing his sword at his neck.
In a few quick blinks and coughs, Teagan looked up at her with a face of confusion and surprise. Seeing that he had regained his mind, Zelda lifted herself off of him and threw down his sword. The rest of the soldiers the others had been fighting stopped as well, blinking and looking just as confused and surprised as Teagan had.
“Teagan!” Isolde came running to him and helped as he tried to stand. “Teagan, are you all right?”
“I am... fine, I think,” Teagan said rubbing his eyes. “That was most strange, but my mind is my own again. I can think clearly now.”
“Blessed Andraste! I would never have forgiven myself had you died. Not after I brought you here. What a fool I am.”
“Yes, you are,” said Zelda as she stood straight in front of the arlessa. “I knew you were keeping something from us. Maybe if you had told us your son was this evil, then maybe we could have--”
“No, no!” Isolde cried. “It’s not what you think. Connor is not responsible for this. He is innocent.”
“I’m afraid he is innocent no longer, Lady Isolde,” Jowan said as he stepped forward.
Isolde glared at him, anger blazing in her eyes. “You! How did you get out? I thought the creatures would have devoured you by now.”
“No, but if you would just listen, then I can explain what is happening...”
“I will not hear anymore from you, Jowan!” Isolde was furious, her face turning red and hard. “I took you in then you tried to kill my husband, now you have done this to me! Guards! I want him taken back to the dungeon for good!”
“No!” Zelda placed herself in front of the mage and stared Isolde down. “You should listen to him. I know he poisoned the arl, but he did it under false pretenses. Now, he is here to try and set things right. He knows more about what is going on then either of us.”
“Are you the one that let him out?” Isolde had narrowed her eyes at Zelda. She seemed ready to strike at her.
“Yes, I was and I stand by my decision.”
“Why you--” But before Isolde could finish, Zelda slapped her across the face. The sound resided throughout the throne room as everyone became silent.
Isolde looked back at Zelda with shock, her hand on top of the area starting to turn red and warm.
“Now listen,” Zelda said. “Your hysterics are getting us nowhere! Jowan knows about these things, so I say we see what he has to share with us. Then if we don’t agree, you can take him back to the dungeons for all I care! Is that understood?” Isolde nodded, unable to say anything else.
“Well,” Jowan began timidly. “I know that the evil plaguing the castle is a demon. At first I didn’t know how it could have been summoned, but now I know. Connor was the one who summoned it, and I think I know how.”
“You didn’t teach him blood magic, did you?” asked Zelda.
“No, I only taught him a few, simple spells. I would never teach him blood magic. But I do have some... books. He might've been able to get his hands on them and read a few things. I know before they found out I had poisoned the arl, that he asked me about any spells that might help his father. I told him I didn’t know any that the other mages hadn’t already tried. I-I’m sorry.” Jowan was unable to look in Isolde’s eyes. He wasn’t able to look at anyone.
For a moment no one said a word. Then Isolde sobbed and spoke quietly. “So then what can we do? There must be a way to help him. There has to be!”
“I do not know if we can save him,” Teagan said. “Demons do not listen to reason.”
“He is not always the demon you saw. Connor is still inside him, and sometimes he breaks through. Please, I just want to protect him!”
“And that’s exactly what started this in the first place,” Teagan said with more force than Zelda thought he would.
“What was I suppose to do?” Isolde moaned. “I was not going to lose my son. Not to... to magic!”
“And now you might lose him and more,” said Zelda.
“No, please don’t say that.” Isolde was beginning to have tears in her eyes.
Alistair spoke up. “I wouldn’t normally suggest slaying a child, but... he’s an abomination. I’m not sure there’s any choice.”
“Then don’t suggest it,” said Leliana. “We can’t kill a boy, demon or no demon. Please don’t say we’re considering that!”
“No, there is another way,” said Jowan. “But I don’t think that it’s possible.”
“Well go ahead and say it, then,” Zelda encouraged him. “We still need to consider it no matter what. I don’t want to have to kill a child.”
“The demon in Connor needs to be destroyed. Killing Connor is... the easiest way to do that, certainly... But there is another way. A mage could confront the demon in the Fade, without hurting Connor himself. The demon is connected to Connor in the Fade, meaning we can use the connection to track the demon down. But there is a problem. The ritual usually requires lyrium and several mages, but unfortunately we have none of those.”
“No,” said Zelda. “We don’t.” She was beginning to regret letting Morrigan go with Arawin. She might have been more useful here.
Isolde began crying, her loud sobs striking everyone as they saw a once proud woman being brought to tears by the thought of losing her son. “Please,” she cried. “I don’t want to lose him. I don’t care what happens to me! Just don’t hurt him!”
“There is no other choice,” Teagan said with a heavy sigh. “Connor is my nephew, but there is no other way. We have no other mages here.”
Zelda stood where she was. She felt sorry for Isolde. She was losing her family. Eamon might already be dead, and Connor was possessed by a demon that also threatened to take his life. This was all Loghain’s doing, and maybe even Howe’s. The thought of it brought Zelda’s blood to a boil. She saw similarities everywhere, and she did not want the same result. Slowly an idea came to her, but first she needed to do something.
“Isolde, where is Connor now?” she asked.
Isolde stopped crying as she answered. “I think he may be up in his room. Why? Please don’t tell me you’re going up there to...”
“No,” Zelda said shaking her head. “I just want to talk to him... alone.”
“What? You’re not going up there alone!” said Alistair. “Not with a demon.”
“I’ll be fine, Alistair. And if I’m going to talk to just Connor, I think it would be best if I went alone. Then maybe the demon won’t attack. I won’t kill him. I have an idea, but I need to know something first.”
“Then be careful,” said Leliana. “And hurry back down here so we can decide what to do.”
“I will.” Zelda left the throne room before anyone else could say anything. She headed toward the stairs that lead to the second floor and hoped that she could pull this off.
***
As she made it to the second floor, Zelda came to a sight that was both sad and gruesome. There were bodies littered all over the hallway. Blood stained the carpets and walls. Zelda made her way carefully around the corpses. She hoped beyond anything that they would stay dead. If they all suddenly decided to attack her, she would not be able to fight them off. There were too many of them to take by herself. She wondered if coming alone was the best thing. Maybe she should have at least brought Rupee with her. A dog shouldn’t anger a demon, maybe.
Zelda found her way to the royal bedchambers, knowing it was them by the large room with a metal door at the far end. It was similar to the one in her own castle. She saw that the door was open, and slowly walked through it to find a slightly inclined hallway. Heading up, she turned to find another gruesome sight.
Another room came into her view through an archway. In it, she spotted Connor surrounded by corpses. A look of complete sadness and defeat was on his face. As Zelda approached the room, Connor looked up and saw her. She saw from his eyes that he was himself, but the fear on his face made her stop under the archway.
“Please, don’t come any closer,” he said to her. “She wouldn’t like you being here. She’ll just try to hurt you.”
“Connor,” said Zelda. “She won’t hurt me. Not unless you let her.” Connor gave her a curious look, but said nothing more. “Do you recognize me?” she asked him after a few seconds.
“Y-you look familiar,” he stuttered.
“Do you remember my nephew, Oren? You two used to play together a lot.”
“Oren... Yes, I remember. Then you are his aunt? I remember you now. You used to play hide and seek with us. You used to help us sneak into the larder and take cakes and cookies back to your room.”
Zelda nodded her head. “Yes. So you know that I won’t hurt you.”
“I’m not afraid of you hurting me. I just don’t want her hurting you, or anyone else.”
Zelda took a chance taking a step closer. He flinched a little at her advance. “Do you know what she is, Connor?”
Connor sniffed, looking down at the ground. “She’s a bad person. I didn’t mean for her to come, but I heard her in my dreams. All I wanted was for Father to get better. I didn’t mean to cause so much death.”
“It’s not your fault,” Zelda said taking a few more steps. “You were only trying to help.”
“Please stop trying to come closer.” Connor took a few steps back. “If she thinks you’re here to take either me or Father away then she’ll come back.”
“Where is she now, Connor?”
“I don’t know. Sometimes she goes away, and I can’t feel her, but she always comes back. She never goes very far.”
“Connor, I’m here to help you. I want to help you get rid of her, but I’m going to need your help in doing so.”
This time it was Connor who took a step forward. “You do? What are you planning on doing?”
“There are only two options available to me,” said Zelda. “One, and this is the one I do not wish to do, but that is to kill you.”
“I knew that might be one,” said Connor. “She said that people might come and try to do just that. She said they would call me abomination, and want to kill me for allowing her to be here. But I can’t stop her from coming. When she takes me over I can’t do anything. I lose all control.”
“That is why I want to take the second option.” Zelda went forward then bent down on her knees. They were now only a few feet apart. “There is a way for us to enter the Fade and confront her there without hurting you.”
“She told me about that, too. But she said it would never happen. She wouldn’t let it happen.”
“This is where you come in.” She inched forward. “I need you to be strong, Connor. I need you to keep her from coming back.”
“How?” he pouted.
“I can’t answer that, but I know that you can do it. You see, in order to enter the Fade, I’m gong to have to leave here for awhile, and I don’t know how long I’ll be gone.”
“No,” Connor cried. “Please don’t leave me. I... I don’t know what will happen if you do. She’s scared of you. I can feel that now. If you stay she may never come back.”
“I doubt that,” said Zelda. “She’s probably scared of me because she knows what I can do. I can leave and go get help. And that is what I plan on doing, but I need you to stay strong and keep things from getting worse. I need you to do that for me, Connor. Please, it’s the only way to keep your family together.”
Connor ran to her, falling in her arms. His tears soaking her armor. “I don’t know if I can,” he sobbed. “She’s so strong.”
“But you are stronger, I know you are.” Zelda brought her legs forward and cradled him in her lap. “You can do it, Connor, I know you can.”
“Do you promise? Do you promise to return?”
“Yes, I promise. I will return, and we will be rid of her once and for all.”
“Then I will be strong,” he said through his tears. “I will try and keep her away, but please don’t take too long.”
“I’ll try.”
A sob came from behind her and Zelda turned to see Isolde standing in the archway. Connor was still cradled in her arms, sobbing. Zelda gestured for Isolde to come. Isolde came and sat on the ground next to them. Gently, Zelda handed Connor off to her. At first, Connor didn’t want to let go of Zelda, but when he saw his mother, he then clung to her.
“I’m so sorry, Mother,” he cried into her chest.
“Oh my son,” said Isolde as she kissed him on the forehead. “It’s all right. You are safe now.”
Zelda stood, and looked down at mother and son. She knew then, that her decision was the best choice. There was no way she was going to let their family be destroyed. Not like hers was.
“I’m heading to the Circle,” she said. “There I will gather the mages and lyrium we will need in order to enter the Fade.”
Isolde looked up at her while she squeezed her son tight. “Thank you,” she said. “But please hurry.”
“He is a strong boy, Isolde. And with you, I know he can keep the demon away long enough for me to return.”
“Then may the Maker give you swiftness,” Isolde prayed.
Zelda bowed before she left the room, leaving the mother and son on the floor, locked in each others arms. Zelda was now more determined than ever to not have Connor die. To hopefully find a way to wake Eamon, and to make sure that his family was still here when he did.

Paraphrasing from Dragon Age: Origins
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