Hawke and Beckett
"He wasn't really mine to set free, and I didn't appreciate being lead there under false pretenses, but..." Marian sighed, and then shook her head. It was the fond sort of head shaking, one that people in love often did when they were at a loss for how to deal with their loved one's antics. "I wasn't about to let them take him back. Everything in me is against slavery. It's not legal in Ferelden where I grew up, and it's technically not legal in Kirkwall, either, though everything seedy you can imagine still happens there regardless. He was from Tevinter, which is a realm to the North that lacks in principles."
Hawke leaned back in her chair and waved a hand through the air, dashing her commentary aside, "In any case he was at that point an extremely grumpy and lying little porcupine and I didn't trust him. But I have a soft spot for pathetic creatures and he won me over. I destroyed his Master's mansion and ran them out of town, and he took over the estate. So... yes, he did end up more or less free."