I wanna get better

It wasn’t as if Loghain had never cared for anyone else besides Morrigan. There was Rowan of course, but circumstances had transpired to keep them apart as he put Ferelden before his heart. Then there’d been Celia, but she had been more a bossy force of nature than a real love interest, and with the king’s urging, he’d done his duty and married her. None of them had held a candle to Morrigan though.

She was also a force of nature, one that fate had a way of constantly bringing them together. He certainly had a type, even if Morrigan trumped them all. There were certainly similarities. He smiled and kissed the top of her head.

You were Ferelden, that’s all I needed to know. It didn’t matter what you could do or that you lived in the wilds. He paused, it was more than that and he knew it, but he didn’t know how to put words to it really. That’s not quite true, it went beyond you just being Ferelden, I just didn’t fully appreciate it as soon as I should have. He wasn’t sure he believed in soul mates, but the way Morrigan kept popping back in his life, sometimes it felt like there maybe was such thing as destiny, and maybe things weren’t always easy or normal between him and Morrigan, but did that make what they had any less special?

He left after the Fifth Blight ended, to help Lana and Cullen find Jonathan and Garahel, but left just the same, again putting someone else first over Morrigan. His words to her still echoed in his mind, that she was Ferelden. He’d never said I love you before that, he wasn’t very good at emotional things, but putting Morrigan in the same tier as Ferelden where his priorities was concerned, for him spoke volumes.

Things may not always be easy between us, but I wouldn’t trade any of it. He’d never expected monogamy from Morrigan though, and he probably never would. She was a free spirit and he loved that about her, and would never want to try and cage her.