"He had fled the Wardens due to repeated Templar efforts to infiltrate the order and kill him," she retorts, sharply. Maker, it is hard to keep her anger contained when it scorches her so, when holding it back would set her very flesh to blister and fall away from the bone. "Do not doubt my ire, Knight Captain, nor dream that this was a decision I supported lightly. And in turn, I urge you remember that the Wardens alone stood against the Blight and protected Ferelden when so many were set to see it fall to the Darkspawn. We owe them no small shred of respect."

The wardens are not to be lightly dismissed, nor their sacrifices forgotten.

"They were not there. They do not support what he has done, but the Wardens take in those who wish to atone, and they carry out the sentence ordered by the Champion of Kirkwall herself. He is to be spared, and he is to atone."