Two weeks ago the mayor was found dead with your knife on his cold body. During the trial you explained that someone had stolen your knife during the ...ight and you had hope to prove your innocence, till someone accused you of sorcery and to be responsible for the plague which killed all your family but let you miraculously uninfected. After that everyone considered you were guilty. The only point left was to know was for you to hang as a murderer or burned as a black witch. You are now waiting. After all, we were in love with each other weren't we? Everyone kept telling me that.I sat up abruptly. No! Wait a minute. Think things through. It wasn't as easy as that. I should use my head.Something about that letter gave me an edgy feeling. Looking back on the past few days and weeks, I'd shown the letter mainly to women. All, including my sister, told me with pity for my stupidity and blindness that she was the love of my life and I was the love of hers. Female intuition based on one. Every time I let out a sharp moan. Pulling out of me, he came near my breasts which were by then red.“I want to fuck your tits,” he said. I pushed my breasts together and he spat on them. He slowly slid between them and started thrusting and sliding his cock between my valley. I wanted to ride him now. Going on top, I tried taking his cock inside me. My pussy burnt by the amount of sex we had.He started to match me stroke for stroke. As his pelvis thrust against my vagina, I could feel it. . nothing.We waited. After a while, maybe half an hour, I crossed the lab and availed myself of a chair; Aedan followed me, and settled onto the floor beside me. Zevran crouched against the wall near Alistair, and I shot him a grateful look. A few minutes later, Rolan and the two templar recruits slid down the wall to rest on the floor, and Alistair followed suit. Velanna and Jowan took stools by the bench holding the Lyrium.No one spoke. I could clearly hear each of my companions breathing,.