Lauralye sat in the grass and ran her fingers through the blades. Her magic did not work here... She had hoped maybe that she could find away to escape to see Robert. Not to speak to him, just to see him. However, Hades was right, she would not see him until the moment he died. She did not have her magic to play with and distract herself with either though. She stood and wandered her way to the courthouse and stood in the arch. She could not pass back through the arch now but she could see Hades as he sentenced people to peace or agony. She watched him trying to see which parts of Robert were really him.

Hades sighed, running his hand through his hair. Shaking his head, why did he even agree to this with his brother. Oh right he didn't have a choice though he was tricked and got thrown here to be the king of the underworld. Shaking his head to banish the thought of it, it was over and done with no worth on dwelling on it. Thedas sighed, hearing commotion. He got his armor on fast his sword at his hip, running toward the wall, seeing the demon army he started calling out orders. "Get ready, get yourselves armed anyone with bows on the wall, people with swords stay by the gate." His eyes scanned for Lucien, spotting him in middle of the demon army Lucien would die by his blade tonight.

Lauralye smiled a little when Hades shook his head. She might say that Robert got that from him if he had grown up with the man. She leaned against the arch and sighed. She didn't know when Robert was going to die and when she was going to go to him and that almost made things all the worse. She had to wait endlessly for him, knowing he was coming. She slid down the arch way and sat on the ground, leaning against the wall.

Thedas was flying over the ranks of the demon army, dropping down in front of Lucien. Wings folding back into his back, as he stared at the demon in front of him. Before there swords clashed, he twisted to the right when the demons blade passed to close to thedas's head. He kept moving, it was a deadly dance of swords clashing blocking. Yells and screams surrounded them, before he put his blade into the demons chest he smiled at him. Sweat covered his face, before he saw a smirk on Lucien's face. Looking down to find a sword in his stomach both collapsed to the ground. Gasping for breath, thedas's groaned in pain knowing he wouldn't survive this.

Lauralye watched Hades for sometime when she was suddenly whisked away. She looked around to find herself standing in the middle of a battle and she knew exactly what had happened. She walked calmly through the men, swords passing through her, until she found him on the ground. She ran to him and knelt before him. She cupped his face praying that he could sense her, feel her, see her. She smiled down at him, "Hi... I told I would be waiting." She brushed some of his hair out of his face, "I had hoped that it would be this soon... That we would be together again..." She looked at the sword in his stomach and closed her eyes, "Death... is really quite wonderful," She lied. She took his hand, "Your father is here... My mother too..."

Thedas opened his eyes when he heard lauralye's voice. "Lauralye....." It was a pained whisper, "don't lie to me about dying." He coughed, looking toward the men that were cutting down panicking demons to get to him before he looked back to her. He gave her a pained smile, "I never doubted that you would be waiting.....father my father.....hades is my father who would have guessed." His voice was a pained and quiet.

Lauralye exhaled when Robert looked up at her and smiled. She lay in the dirt next to him, wishing she could do something, "I've been lonely," She admitted to him... Maybe... Maybe it will be better with you..." She kissed his cheek, "Robert, I'm sorry... You should have left... Traveled... You shouldn't be lying here... dying..." She finally looked over at Lucian and sighed, "Well... at least you took him with you." She placed her hand on his wound and closed her eyes, "Maybe I can do something... make it hurt less."

Thedas was still taking shallow breaths, groaning in pain slightly. "I guess the fates just wanted to draw this out." Turning his head to the side where Lucien was and coughing up blood, just to see the demon he had killed turn to dust. He heard boots that meant the others were here.

Lauralye sighed and wrapped Robert's arms around her before she curled up in them, "If you must die... I wish for you to die holding me." She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes, trying not to cry. She didn't know why she was crying, he was coming to her after all... They could be together but she didn't wish for him to die. "Halt," A woman's voice said the pounding of boots running to them seized. Lauralye opened her eyes to see a very tall and beautiful woman standing over them. The woman smiled down, "It is always something special to see love the lasts passed death. Of course, I would have nothing more than that kind of love for my son. I put much effort into weaving your feelings..." She knelt beside them and removed sword from Robert's stomach, "Your father, Thedas, is going to be awfully angry with me... Oh and the Fates," She laughed a little, "But I can hardly let this all end here..." She waved her hand and Lauralye disappeared as Aphrodite brought a small cake to his lips, "Eat this and I promise, you will see your Lauralye again, my son." She then looked to the men, "Well, what are you waiting for? Take him back to the palace... I believe there is someone waiting for him."

Thedas groaned when the sword was pulled out, obeying slightly. Eating what he could before he coughed, feeling hands lifting him off the ground. Groaning slightly in the agony of the pain that engulfed him, threatening to take him under. He knew the armor was a bloody mess, and that it was ruined he didn't care though he just wished for the pain to stop. He knew the two men between him, that held him up as they continued the walk. Were doing there best to be gentle with the injured man that they were holding. Opening his eyes slightly to see piles of dust, he knew these used to be demons before they were killed the others must have fled after they saw there leader go down.

Aphrodite smiled as the men carried away her son, "You will be well before you reach the threshold," She told, slightly aware that he would not be aware of ambrosia... Her poor son having to live as a human, "And I will have hell to pay," She said under her breath before she disappeared... Hades would want words with her. Lauralye opened her eyes to find herself lying in a dark room. She sat up to find herself in black lace and in a coffin. She took a deep breath... She was glad for the war and them not yet burying her... She couldn't have dreamed waking up under the earth. She awkwardly climbed out and fixed her skirts. What had happened? Why was she in here? She walked up the stairs to a door and place her hand on it to find that she didn't pass through. Her heart skipped a beat. She laughed a little and placed her hand on her chest, feeling the steady beat below her breast. She pushed the door open, "Robert," She said quietly as she began to run. She ran down the hall and out the front door to see three men walking through the gate. The one in the centre... Her Robert, "Robert," She cried, bringing her hands to her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Thedas looked up, at the sound of his other name. A small smile made it to his lips, he was bone tired though his legs wouldn't respond he guessed the fight took more out of him than he had though. Though he was sure, the wound in his stomach was gone. He was glad that lauralye was back at his side, and that he was going to live to see another day. The other two men, kept moving with Thedas between them. Even with the training they got he was heavy and the armor only added weight.

Lauralye ran down the steps to meet them. She wrapped her arms around him and smiled into the crook of his neck. She took in his smell and the sound of his own heart beat and ignored the feeling of the two men staring in wonder at their dead Queen. She took a step back, "Let's get you inside," She said quietly. She grabbed her skirts and ran back into the palace, "Guards!" A few men appeared, eyes wide when they saw her, "Help bring R-Thedas to our rooms." She followed behind the men and shooed them away to leave them alone when they had sat him down. Her small fingers started to make work on his armor, untying and removing it.

Thedas, sighed as the pressure of his armor was being taken off. He was glad now for the black clothes he wore under the armor itself. Once to the chest plate, he gave her a tired smile stopping her hands. When she started to reach for it, shaking his head at that. "I'll do this one I'm already soaked in dried blood don't need it getting all over you." His fingers worked at the ties of the chest plate before brining it off. There was a hole in his shirt to where he had been stabbed. Though only a scar was left of what had happened.

Lauralye looked at him when he stopped her hands. She smiled softly when he explained and nodded her head, "Alright." When the chest plate was removed, she looked at the hole in his shirt. She wondered if that was how her dress looked when she died. she reached back and touched where she had been stabbed... She was curious if had yet to heal or when she was brought back to life if it had left as scar as well. She bit her lip, "You should change out of that shirt... It is drenched in blood." She stood and retrieved a bucket of water and a cloth from the bathroom and placed it on the floor. She looked at him, "Do you need help?"

Thedas smiled slightly, pushing himself up to his feet. It felt like his legs would give out under him at any time. "Yah some help would be nice princess," he smiled at the old nickname it had felt like years since he had used it.

Lauralye stepped forward and took hold of the bottom of his shirt before she pulled it over his head. She did her best not to get more blood on him but at times it seemed unavoidable. When his shirt was off, she looked at him pants which seemed quite clean, "Sit," she told him before disappearing into the bathroom once more. She returned without the shirt, which she left in the tub and walked over to him. She knelt in front of him and dipped the rag into her bucket before sitting up on her knees and began to wipe away the blood and dirt on his torso.

Thedas sighed closing his eyes, the cold water on the cloth against his skin soothed him. Sighing he let her clean the dirt and blood that had soaked through his shirt and dried on his torso. Opening his eyes and looking down at her, a small smile graced his lips. He didn't move, as she worked getting the dirt and blood off of him. He was tired, but he could stay awake for awhile in the very least.

Lauralye sneaked a glance up at Thedas when he sighed. She smiled as she saw him relaxing before she returned her attention to cleaning him. When she had wiped his torso clean, she dunked her rag once more before she moved and sat on Robert's lap. She took the cloth and wiped his forehead and cheeks, cleaning his face. She smiled at him, "You are somewhere under all this dirt, aren't you?"