Maric paced the room back and forth, over and over, occasionally throwing a glance in his son's direction, "Are you sure?"
"Father, I'm sure. Loghain retreated in battle. If Lia wasn't there, I'd be dead."
"Why, why would he do that?"
Hayden slumped down into a chair, "I don't know. Anora refused an heir so Lia became my mistress. I think they knew I was falling in love with her."
"Son, you've been in love with her since you were a teenager."
"I need to keep them safe. They are every thing to me and without them, I'd have nothing," Hayden pressed his mouth to his fingers, trying to chase away the image of a life without Dahlia.
Maric sat next to his son, tapping him gently on the back, "You wont lose them. Where is Alistair?"
"With Hawke."
"I feel I owe him the truth."
"I'll go fi
