Inquisitor Elyn Trevelyan/Commander Cullen Rutherford : Promises Ch. 1

-A year after confronting Solas about his plans to drop the Veil, Inquisitor Trevelyan faces a new enemy. Solas failed to take Elyn's mark but promised that as long as she could control it he would never come for her or her mark (Cullen Romance).

"Elyn!" Dorian called, "Wake up!"

I woke with a start, sitting straight up in my bed, "Cullen is asleep, Dorian. Please lower your voice!" I hissed through the darkness.

"Good, you're awake!" Dorian screamed at the top of his lungs. I jumped out of bed as gracefully as humanly possible and ran for my desk that held the crystal we used to communicate. Fumbling through old documents, I found the crystal nestling between two enormous books on Orlesian etiquette.

"Tell that Magister I will personally come to Tevinter and shut him up, if he doesn't stop screaming," Cullen called through his pillow.

"I'm sorry, love, I didn't want him to wake you up. I thought I shut the crystal off on my side."

"For you, he's forgiven," Cullen rolled over in bed and covered his face with a pillow, "At least I can strangle him in my dreams."

As I walked towards the balcony doorway, Dorian screamed, "Oh! My bad! Sorry Cullen!"

I quickly walked out on the balcony and shut the door behind me before Cullen could retaliate, "Alright, now what are you doing waking me up in the middle of the night? I thought we planned to talk early, tomorrow morning?"

"You're kidding, right?" Dorian paused for several seconds before continuing, "I heard you found Solas again! I need to know these things, Elyn. I cannot help with things I don't know about!"

"I had other things on my mind, I'm sorry! Solas is still content with finding a way to bring down the Veil. You remember his promise?" I paused.

"Yes, I remember, out with it!" Dorian coaxed.

I continued, "I thought that he changed his mind, because of these new attacks. However, when I found him, he was just as shocked as I was. He knows nothing about this new group of extremists, he even offered to help me figure all of this out," I explained, "They have made no demands. All we know is that they really do not like me or that the Inquisition is now personally guarding Divine VIctoria."

"Oh. Well, I can work from here to see if I can find anything on these Inquisitor haters. Have you been able to notice if they're just a collective group of rebels? Or is there a single hand in all of this?" he asked, clearly intrigued.

I pondered for a moment, "They fight like a well trained mercenary company. I think they would give Bull's Chargers a run for their sovereigns. Honestly, I believe they're just trying to test us to make sure that the Divine is safe. I cannot be sure, of course."

"Well what does the 'Commander of the Inquisition' think?" Dorian said sarcastically.

I smiled as I thought about my husband's worried expression when we first discovered these extremists, "He agrees with me on the matter; it's like they're trying to test our defenses."

Dorian laughed, "I bet Cullen still finds it impossible to disagree with you, my dear. I know I do."

Dorian is my best friend, how I've lived without him this past year, I'll never know. The only time we really get to talk is first thing in the morning, before the sun even reaches the horizon. After his father passed, murdered might be a better term, Dorian took his father's seat in the magisterium. He vowed that he would find the group responsible for his father's death.

"I do have some good news, if you'd like to hear it?" I smiled and gently ran my hand over my stomach.

Dorian responded briskly, I could almost hear him propping up his chin with his fists just waiting for the juicy gossip, "Please, do tell. I'd love some good news right now."

"I just found out that I am pregnant."

I waited for a response but I was met with an ery silence, "I finally found something to render you speechless, I see."

"Does Cullen know?" he asked.

The cool morning air ruffled my already messy brown hair, "Not yet. I just found out myself."

"I'll be there as soon as I can. I want to be there for you. I cannot believe I missed so much. I'm so sorry, Elyn." he said, I could hear the utter sorrow in his voice.

"A visit from my best friend would be perfect right about now, I'll get the news to Leliana," I smiled as the crystal was shut off from Dorian's side. I waved my hand over the crystal to turn my side off as well. Well now the only person that needs to know is Cullen. I smiled as I went back inside, threw the crystal on my desk and started getting ready for the day. Leliana will want to know that Dorian is on his way.

I never thought that I would be as happy as I am, but my templar sure makes me happy. I just hope I make him happy too. I have to admit, I am a little nervous about telling him. What if our child is destined to be a mage like me? Would that bother him? I shook my head back and forth as if to shake the thought from my mind. Cullen and I have been married for a little over a year, and now we're expecting our first child. This is too good to be true. I know being the Divine's personal honor guard is busy work, but right now all I want to do is tell Cullen all about our little blessing. Instead of doing what I desperately wanted to do, I quietly snuck out of our bedroom. It was still quite dark outside, the sun almost ready to grace everyone with its presence. I placed my hand over my stomach and smiled, "I love you already, you know. I will always be here to protect you; I promise."

"Bark!" Cullen's mabari franticly ran up to me as I entered the courtyard. Cullen decided to name his Mabari, Maric after King Maric Theirin, King Alistair's father. Neither Cullen, nor I, could bear to leave Maric alone with all of those Orlesian twats. We never could figure out where in Halamshiral Maric came from either. Instead, we brought him with us. He is overly attached to Cullen, and very territorial over me. Almost as if he's protecting me, so Cullen doesn't have to worry about me. I smiled at the thought.

"What is it, Maric?" I looked around and saw dark figures moving quickly towards me from every direction. Maric growled as swords, simultaneously, pointed directly at me.

I gasped and pulled my staff over my shoulder, "Stand back or I will kill you."

"You will not kill us all." a figure with a bow chuckled at me.

"If I can defeat a God, what makes you all feel so touched?" I spoke to all of the figures around me. My palm faced the sky as I summoned flames into it.

I sprayed my flames across the entirety of the group when an idea hit me, "Too bad Varric is not here, because I'm in a gambling mood."

Maric went into attack position as the figures got closer to us.

"No Maric, take this to Cullen. He'll know something happened." I handed my staff to Maric, he bit onto the staff and ran.

"Good boy." I smiled as I watched him run away.

The figure with the bow screamed, "After that mutt, we cannot have him bringing reinforcements!"

Smiling, I lifted my flames and allowed the group to capture me. Someone will have to deal with these idiots, might as well be me; but first, let us find out what they want.