"You shouldn't stay here, it's not safe," the boy told her. "Let's go to the Chantry. I know a Sister who will help you find your momma.""I am only allowed to follow strangers if they are from the Chantry," the girl's voice trembled with fear.The boy's eyes lit up, " Then, there is no problem. I am training to become a Templar. Look, I even have a sword," he proudly showed her the small wooden sword tied to his waist."Really?" She looked up at him with hopeful eyes."I swear to the Maker," he replied, offering her a helping hand. "And if you stop crying, I will reward you with treasure""Treasure?" The girl perked up, her tears slowing down.As the boy smiled, the radiant sun spilled its golden rays through his tousled, blond curls, and cast a luminous halo around his head. "Yes, a beautiful amulet with Andraste's undying flames engraved upon it.""Oh, good sir," exclaimed the girl, her fear dissipating, "I won't cry, I promise!"Taking his hand, she followed the boy, eager to get the promised reward.