Chapter Text
'Put another ex on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you '
The night sky was clear tonight. Stars that died long ago still shined down on the the world. A world Solas still needed to change.
It had been many years since he left the Inquisition. Many years since he'd laid eyes upon his vhenan. He had to go though. He couldn't stop his plans, not even for her. The ache in his chest still lingered to this day.
“Chest aches where my heart should be, eyes yearning to see her smile one more time-”
“Cole.” Solas cut him off. “I thought I told you to stay with her.”
“Yes.” A typical simple response.
“Then why are you here?” Solas questioned, slightly angry. Solas wanted Lavellan to be surrounded by people who loved her. People who would keep her safe until-
“She's gone.”
Solas felt his blood run cold.
“What?”
“Harder to breathe, body aches, I wish I could see him one more time.... she was sick. Nothing the healers did mattered.” Cole added, his voice sharp with anger. “You could've helped.”
Solas's vision blurred, and the ground rushed up to meet him. His knees hit hard. Tears began to fall; a choked sob escaping his lips.
“Tell me it's not true!” he begged the spirit-boy. “She couldn't have-”
“I don't lie.” His voice was still hard. “Her hurt never went away, no matter what I did. She needed you, but you wouldn't help!” Cole's voice broke at the end, sadness apparent, but Solas was too wrapped up in his own grief he barely noticed.
“Ma vhenan....Ir abelas, ma lath.” He wept. Cole came closer and placed a hand on his shoulder, despite his anger at the man. Solas knew the day would come when she no longer walked the earth, but he had not been as prepared as he thought he would. He often dreamed of seeing her again, taking her up into his arms. He would apologize and beg her forgiveness.
Now, he would never have the chance.
She was gone...
It seemed like the two of them stayed like that for eons. His tears kept falling and the ache in his chest felt like a bottomless chasm.
“Leave me, Cole.” Solas shifted away from the boy's hand. “I...thank you for telling me.”
“That is not the only reason I'm here.”
Solas scoffed. “What more reason do you have to be here?” He turned to look at the boy. Cole shifted, looking down and picking at his hand wraps.
“Lavellan asked me not to say anything. Keep it a secret from you, even after she was gone. She knew I would go to you. I wanted to keep my promise but....” He paused, glancing up, then back down at his hands. His voice took on a more feminine tone, “She's gone. I'm alone, Cole. But...maybe he is out there....I have to find him.” Cole met Solas's gaze. “She's looking for you.”
Solas was frozen. What Cole was implying was impossible! He had spies in the Inquisition.! They would have reported this! Granted, he had failed to get reports from them after about 10 years, thinking the Inquisition was not a issue any longer. There's no way....
“Who's words are those?” He asked, fearing the answer.
“You already know.”
He stood.
“Take me to her.”