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“Commander, letter for you.” Jim’s voice cut into Cullen’s patience. Cullen took the letter without looking at the messenger and pointed for the door, knowing the man wouldn’t leave unless actually dismissed. He studied the handwriting on the front of the parchment. It was a tight, even script. One he didn’t recognize.
“It’s from Ser Trevelyan,” Leliana said, sauntering into the war room. Cullen glanced up at her. Of course, she would know. She’d been monitoring all correspondence since before the Conclave. “I’m pleased your contacts were able to find him. Apparently, our Herald is not the only Trevelyan adept at hiding.”
Cullen suspected Leliana was a bit irritated her people had not been able to local Evelyn’s brother. After several weeks of no leads, Cullen had offered to use his remaining contacts in the Order, few that they were. He’d had a few ideas of men and women that would align with the Trevelyan cause and had seen out letters.
“Yes, well, I have a feeling hiding was a matter of survival in their household,” Cullen muttered as he opened the envelope. To letters fell out, one addressed to him, the other to Evelyn. He carefully set the one meant for Evelyn aside and opened the parchment with his name on it.
Commander Cullen –
I must admit to being surprised at hearing from the former Knight-Commander of Kirkwall, but I must thank you for confirming the well-being of my sister. We had feared the worst when word of the Conclave reached us. I am forever in your debt.
I have been traveling with a small group of Templars and mages, loyal to the Divine and her mission of peace. We wish to join the Inquisition and offer whatever help we may. Perhaps we can serve as an example of mages and Templars can work together.
Our journey will take some time but we should arrive in two weeks’ time. If you would please give Evelyn the enclosed letter, I would be grateful.
Cullen almost smiled at how he signed his letters the same way Evelyn did. He left the letter on his pile of paperwork and stuffed the letter for Evelyn in the pocket of his mantle.
“I’m going to deliver this to the Herald,” he said. Leliana grinned.
“I’m sure she would like that Commander.”
Cullen did his best to keep his steps unhurried as he made his way to the Herald’s cabin. He wanted to give her good news after her difficult trip. She’d been back in Haven for two days; last night in the war room had been the first time he’d seen her smile since she returned. He shook his head and smiled to himself, as he knocked, remembering her flushed cheeks and wild hair as she grinned at him. Even if he had embarrassed himself, seeing her smile was entirely worth it.
Evelyn pulled pen the door and they both froze. Her hair was wet and down and she wore the wool sweater he’d loaned to her several weeks ago. Her long, lean legs were bare. For several long moments, they both stood silent, staring at one another, blushing.
“Hi,” Evelyn finally said, tugging on the hem of the shirt that barely touched her mid-thigh. Cullen couldn’t help but glance down at those legs again. Maker, they were fantastic legs. He cleared his throat and forced his eyes up.
Vivianne’s treatment of Cole and other fellow mages made me dislike her extremely, however her aesthetic and wardrobe was fierce as hell. I just personally think that her character could have benefited from having a little bit more empathy.
Anyone who takes that burden and lives a good life with it has my respect.
In another world, in another time, a child from a high-society Altus family is born Soporati, and a Ben Hassrath spy on the making is found to be Saarebas.
By chance, or perhaps because of a higher yet unknown power, their paths collide, and although impossibly different, slowly the two of them find they are, in many ways, very much the same. And so it is that slowly, oh so slowly, they find strength in each other, discover happiness in accepting who they are instead of who society has constantly told them who they should be, and eventually fall deeply and utterly in love.