[ She sighs, knowing there's a possibility Cullen will die before she does and then there may be no one to do her burial. She knows those left in Honey Badger Hold would, only... she's not sure if there are any left. What if they've died? ]

The end may come fast and I would be unable to tell you. Do you remember the path through the mountains to Honey Badger Hold? Where it forked and one path went towards Ferelden and the other towards the hold? My hut is down the Ferelden path, about five miles from the hold. You can just drag me outside and let the birds take my soul. Wrap me in a sheet. Don't touch the red lyrium. Take the sheet off for the birds.