The Dragon Monologue

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Any remaining nausea from Vaughan’s brutal death along with the bodies of the guards disappeared replaced by cold disbelief. This was not happening. I stepped into the room, ignoring the splinters of wood and broken glass under my feet; intent on finding something—anything—that could send me home. My scars on my arms itched as I noticed the mage still held on to his knife, even in death. Seeing the deep cuts on his hand, I could feel the familiar control he had over me, like a grotesque puppet, unable to scream or move on my own. Did you try to control Cousland and the others as you did to me? Use your knife to call on your magic, only to fail– Wait. Looking down at the knife, a thin thread of hope grew in my chest. The mage never …show more content…

My body never quite recovered from the mage’s sessions even after his spell was broken. The potion soothed away all the aches and pains I endured until they became nothing but a minor annoyance. The potion even healed the cuts on my feet from the broken glass in the mage’s study and clotted the cuts I inflicted on my arm. Ignoring Soris’ smug smile, I took a piece of cheese from the platter, feeling more ravenous than usual. “Now, that is out of the way,” he began, pushing the platter towards me indicating I should eat more. “We need to talk about how we are going to explain to my family about you…besides having to hide the fact you’re not from Thedas.” I swallowed too quickly in order to speak and wound up choking on the piece of cheese. When I recovered from my small coughing fit, Soris held up a hand to stall any of my attempts to talk. “You told me the mage kidnapped you. I believe you. Where he kidnapped you from remains a mystery, but I know it’s not in Thedas. Denerim is the capital of Ferelden. I’ve heard nearly all the languages spoken in Thedas - except Qunlat and Tevinter, but from how it's described, it wasn’t what you used when we first began to talk.” He paused to take another drink of the

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