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Asha wasn’t sure how she felt about having made the elf laugh, in some ways it rather made him seem dreadfully normal, but on the other hand something about his laughter just wasn’t funny at all. She didn’t want to be scared, she imagined if Morrigan were in her position, she wouldn’t be scared at all, but then she didn’t imagine that her mother was stupid enough to end up in her position, nor would Kieran or her father for that matter, at least not without a massive fight. Instead she’d been so bloody naive and so bloody stupid, now here she was at some dumb elf’s mercy, an elf that didn’t seem to have much in the way of mercy. She looked away and tried not to let it show that she was crying, but a tear slid down her face, followed by another.

She stiffened some as he talked about Morrigan hating her, perhaps it was exaggerated, there were so many days that Asha felt like it was impossible to please her mother, but did that mean the woman actually hated her, that was to be seen. Her father loved her more than anything, but he was gone, he wouldn’t be coming for her. Knowing the truth now about how her father had died had been a hard truth to swallow, she sniffled and tried to continue to be as brave as possible

You’d be surprised what blood she’s able to have on her hands. Speaking of Loghain’s of course, but then what she didn’t know was the ritual that Morrigan had performed, she had no idea her father was alive again, no idea the price her mother paid for it, or the price Loghain had paid for it. She was tired, and she hurt, and she wasn’t sure how much longer she could be brave.