Skyhold, Year 9:37 Dragon

The forces of Corypheus stormed through the ancient halls of Skyhold, destroying everything and everyone in their path. Without the Prophet and Leliana to lead them, the stalwart Inquisition quickly crumbled under the demonic onslaught. Morrigan had one chance to escape, but she couldn’t leave Keiran. And by then, it was too late – Fade tears had opened inside the keep – the final nail in the icy coffin of the resistance.

She tried to block it all out as they took turns defiling her. She blinked back the flood of tears, as memories of the Warden, her companions, and Flemeth flashed before her eyes. She couldn’t even feel the pain anymore, as marauders and demons alike ravaged her athletic body. Hours, perhaps even days passed and by then she was covered in Andraste knows how many fluids. She moaned softly, turning her head weakly to the side, as yet another rugged cock filled her womb – it was then she saw him staring back at her.

Nothing remained now but shame.