That's the claim. The Arl and the Prince, both killed at West Hill.' she glanced at Maric, crooking one corner of her mouth in grim amusement. 'Apparently your body was not distinguishable from those of regular Fereldan men and thus couldn't be found, according to the usurper.'Well that's just rude.

Let no one ever intimidate you, you are standing on no one's ground. But again, some have claimed the earth as their own and usurped power from the rest of us. But they are usurpers; power belongs to every one of us. Seek it as much as possible. There is no shame in that. In fact it's a necessity. Either you have power or you are trampled to death in the stampede to get to the top.

Let no one ever intimidate you, you are standing on no one's ground. But again, some have claimed the earth as their own and usurped power from the rest of us. But they are usurpers; power belongs to every one of us. Seek it as much as possible. There is no shame in that. In fact it's a necessity. Either you have power or you are trampled to death in the stampede to get to the top.