"NO!" Alistair slams his fist against the desk. Teagan jumps, unsure of what to do. Eamon sent word of Bianca's disappearance, and Alistair knew full well how long it takes for mail to travel from Denerim to Orlais... Anything could have happened to her by now.

"If you want to go, Alistair... I can hold down the fort here" Teagan offered.

"I'm grateful Teagan but, I can't even hold the fort here and I'm the blasted king! Bah, why'd I do this again? I should have given Anora the job."

Teagan cringes at the mention of her name.

"I know, I know. For the good of Fereldan. To the void with the good of myself and those I love, right?"

Teagan and Alistair both sigh, and the room goes silent.