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Maethren Lavellan sits at the edge of the water, toes buried deep beneath the sand, and watches the waves roll in. It’s been ages since he’s seen the ocean like this, with the sun reflecting off the water, making it shine.

It’s beautiful.

The water rolls ever closer. Maethren rests his arms on his knees and breathes the ocean air deep into his lungs.

He exhales slowly.

The Keeper has asked him to travel to Fereldan. To spy.

He stares at the sky and wonders if it’s a punishment for breaking Ithari’s nose.

Maethren shakes his head. It isn’t as though this is a strange request. He’s been sent into foreign cities more times than he can count, infiltrated mercenary groups, noblemen’s homes, and even a rather exclusive party once.

He has skill in this, and of course the Keeper means to use it.

Still, Fereldan is a far throw away from nearby Marcher cities. He’s heard rumors of the blistering cold, and his body already shivers in anticipation.

This will be no small feat.

Someone shouts behind him and he turns, ears flicking towards the sound. His sister bursts across the sand, head thrown back in laughter. The twins are chasing her, and while Hallen joins in her obnoxious yelling, Sah’ren is quiet. The summer sun kisses their dark skin where Solana’s has faintly started to burn.

Solana breaks for the water and though it slows her movements, she doesn’t seem to mind it in the least. The boys splash in after her. Hallen immediately tries to push her under the waves; Sah’ren gazes out over the horizon.

He’s quickly drawn into their antics when they both splash at him.

I’ll miss this, Maethren thinks.

“You’d think they’d mature a little as they get older,” Tal’ren says from behind him, casting a long shadow over Maethren’s body. Were it anyone else, perhaps Maethren would have startled, but Tally’s presence has long been a familiar one.

Maethren blinks up at him, then turns back to watch their siblings. “Better this than fighting with each other,” he says. Tally sits cross legged beside him. A small body leans heavily against Maethren’s back, arms sliding around his neck.

“Are you gonna swim with me, Mae?”

Manehn’s arms are slick with cream to protect him from the blazing sun. Freckles have broken out across his nose and cheeks, making him look younger than his eleven years. Maethren contemplates the water.

He rises abruptly, and Manehn’s legs press into his sides as he scrambles for a hold. “Have I ever turned town a chance to swim, Nehn?”

He sprints towards the water, Manehn hollering over his shoulder. He ducks them both underneath the rolling waves and tries to forget, just for a little while, how alone he will be.

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