He always knew this day would come.

Afterall, your life span doesn't hold a candle to his. As each and every season passed, a new dread found him. He watched you, his lover, slowly approach death's doors.

What will he do once you're gone? You're being taken from him- and there's nothing he can do but feel helpless.

You awake in your shared bedroom, body sore and joints achy. However... everything is a bit colder than usual. The room is fine, the blankets are warm, but you are just so cold...

Astarion enters. "Oh- good morning, darling."