trashwarden:

elidoo:

“Was it worth the life of your lover?” Solas intoned, his voice even, flat, as though the man who now lay lifeless at his feet were nothing but a mere stranger. “This rotten, perfidious country you call home? You gave up a life with him to keep him safe. But you must know, deep in your bones, that he would never be safe. Not from the Magisters of Tevinter, and certainly not from the Dread Wolf.”

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