Cassandra held the young heralds hand and they both walked towards the war room.

The door slammed upend as the advisors stood ready,

"Seeker Cassandra, I see you have accepted the role of inquisitor?" Lady Montilyet suggested.

Alas the seeker shook her head, "No, the role of Inquisitor will be given to the one who this began with."

The ambassador looked confused for a few moments before looking down at the small child standing next to the Seeker, trying to keep eye contact but at the same looking rather shy within the presence of new people.

"Forgive me, but this is a child!"

"We are in agreement there, we can't expect a child to lead the inquisition." Cullen added. "He has no experience, no qualifications."

"No one expects him to lead anything yet, but decisions must be made commander, and while we will all assist, the Inquisitor will have the final say."

"Pardon me, but if this is the same child who was found at the conclave, shouldn't he be returning to his clan?" Josephine asked.

"We've already send clan Lavellean information about the situation that has unfolded, they have send their response to be supportive of their youngling. And he has agreed to remain for as long as will need him." Leliana responded, to which the young Elf nodded solemnly.

Cullen and Josephine both exchanged a glance, but made no further argument towards the matter, deciding to let the events unfold as they all pressed forward.

Upon the war table they argued among themselves, however it was always their inquisitor who made the final call. He didn't speak, only pointing towards the person he agreed with about the matter and was able to write his reports with simplicity, needing tutoring in writing and penmanship, though not urgent. One instance Josephine walked towards where is was placed within haven, sharing a room with Leliana for the time being. She herself usually slept in the tent where her work remained, only rarely seen sleeping in a knocked a few times before letting herself in gently. "Please pardon me." She entered in to see the Inquisitor looking up at her wrapped in a blanket on the ground looking though the papers he was given.

"I see you're hard at work." She regarded, to which the young elf nodded towards. "Inquisitor, I have been reading through your reports. If I may ask, did your clan teach your how to write in the common tongue?"

He nodded.

"I see…" Josephine felt slightly surprised at his response. Dalish culture was already an enigma to most, as the elves kept to themselves, showing distrust to most outside their clans, towards humans especially.

"Is there anything you need help reading?" She offered, resting on her knees. Immediately the young elf handed her a few papers he placed into a separate pile from the main few. There were a few phrases that were circled. Josephine happily explained every qualm he had, and was very please as she watched him listen what she had to say. Easily he was and improvement upon her siblings, though she loved dearly, could stand to benefit from her word once and a while.

It became almost a daily occurrence for the two to sit down to go over the days notes for about an hour helping the young inquisitor to read through the words he didn't understand, even going so far as to have reference books sent for him. Though, they were rather large in size, it was adorable watching him flip through the pages and having to physically move to read every word.

"Very good work today, you should be proud of your progress." Josephine stood to walk back to her office when a sound made her stop in her tracks.

"T-thank you Josie." The high-pitched voice made her turn to look at the Inquisitor with a shy reddened red, reaching the tips of ears.

"You're very welcome your worship." Quickly closing the door behind her, the smile she held for the rest of the day couldn't be hidden very well.


To have a child in the midst of the field of battle, didn't sit well with the Commander. Children among the refugee camps were unavoidable, but to actually take orders from, and sending the young one they called inquisitor into the front lines to close rifts. In some form he felt despicable. The sun began to set as he still stood tall calling out orders to the new troops, as they still trained. Truly they needed direction…

Suddenly he felt a tug on his cloak. Looking down he saw a flash a of pale green hide before he heard a familiar voice approach.

"Commander." The Seeker greeted to which the Commander nodded in response to.

"I do not suppose you have seen the inquisitor?"

A breeze of realization came over him as the Seeker winked at him.

"I- uh. I do not believe I have, Seeker Cassandra."

"He has been avoiding me all afternoon, apparently someone is not pleased that he has to take a nap."

"All afternoon?" The Commander smiled at the thought of the Seeker being unable to track down a small child, but she frowned at his response."Forgive me Seeker, but how hard is it to catch a child?"

In a rare moment the Seeker laughed. "You will see. As for you." Swiftly she grabbed the Inquisitor in one strike, making him yelp in surprise, but a smile caught his face.

"I should place you with Leliana's spies, the enemy would never even know you were there." The Inquisitor smiled at her comment wrapping his arms around her neck, and resting his head on her shoulder, content with his loss in the game.

"I wish you luck tomorrow Commander."

"Luck?"

She nodded, "Of course, didn't you volunteer to put the inquisitor down for his nap tomorrow?"

"I-uh-" He stood dumbfounded for a few seconded trying to process what she just said.

"Excellent." She took her response and began walking away with her head held high, as she left him standing there with a blank expression.

The next day, Cassandra informed him that she would personally take over the training of his new recruits in case tracking down the Inquisitor took longer than expected, he be scoffed at the mere idea. The Commander spotted said Inquisitor chewing bread and meats while intently listening to one of Varrics stories with opened eyed curiosity. He couldn't help but feel slightly eased at the sight.

The time came after their war room meeting had ended. Josephine had already began preparations for building future alliances and Leliana began to tend to their troops, though she spoke up again.

"Cassandra informed me you were in charge of the Inquisitor today."

"I suppose so."

The spy master chuckled. "You have your work cut out for you, Commander. Our dear Inquisitor is a formidable opponent."

"He's a child, how hard could be to control?" He swore he could hear Josephine cackling from behind him.

"Do not underestimate him." She smiled, gesturing to the door already closing.

The Commander whipped his head towards the sound on reflex.

"He has already gained the upper hand, good hunting Commander."

He felt dread building up as he immediately opened the door, looking out into the great hall and seeing nothing.

…What had he gotten himself into?

Easily, an hour in, the Commander was searching and calling out for the Inquisitor with no luck when he asked Varric if he had seen the young elf. The dwarf laughed in response.

"Cassandra asked me to do that once, luckily she warned me how quick Freckles was so I was able to nab him just as he left the war room."

"That's great and all, but how do I find him?"

"Oh that's going to be tricky. Freckle's is a master at hiding in his own right, but something I've picked up is that he'll always keep an eye on you no matter where he's hiding."

"You mean he's watching right now?"

"Probably. After all, right now, you're the enemy." Varric smiled at his comment.

"Just how far will he go?"

"He won't leave Haven's walls if you don't, but if you're talking about time then eventually he'll just get bored and ask the Seeker to tuck him in."

The Commander could just taste the shame on his tongue if that happened. "Thank you for your insight Varric."

"No problem. Hope you find him!" Varric called as the Commander jogged off in search of the Inquisitor.

"…You're really going all out today aren't you?" The dwarf asked as he saw the Inquisitor's scarf peeking out from behind a log stand. The young elf popped his head out with a giggle as he scurried off to find a new hiding spot.

"Solas, have you seen the Inquisitor?" Cullen asked as he walked past the apostate.

"I have not, is something wrong?" Alarm suddenly sparked in his eye as he saw the Commander was huffing at all the running he was doing.

"No no, I'm just to put him down for his nap today…and I cannot seem to find him."

"I see." Solas sighed in relief. "He enjoys hiding in trees on occasion. Good climber."

"You have my thanks." The Commander walked off, going around again to check the camp once again.

The apostate looked town to see the Inquisitor looking up at him with a smile while grabbing his pant leg to gain his attention. Noticing the small footprints that came from behind his cabin."I believe you're taking too much enjoyment out of this, young one."

The inquisitor smiled again hugging him once before running off again as the chase continued. Solas sighed into a half smile as he watched to young elf easily disappear into the clearing, already having chosen a new hiding spot to keep away from the Commander.

Over an hour had passed as shame had built in the Commanders chest, Cassandra had approached him with a smile on her face.

"Not so easy, is it?"

"…No, it is not. How does he do it? "

"Our Inquisitor has been adapting to his surroundings ever since we first reached the breach; it keeps him alive since he can't properly fight yet. These games we play are practice for him for when he is called upon in the front lines."

A pang a sadness settled in Cullen's chest. "And I suppose you always are aware of where he is?"

"I have to be Commander." Her face was stern, but it softened as she saw the Inquisitor bump again Cullen's leg. He looked up at his with sleepy eyes, raising his arms to be lifted. The Commander gave in as he picked up the child who wrapped his arms around his neck. His soft snores becoming deeper as he slumbered. "That child is the most important thing in the world, he willingly joined our cause, and in return we will return him to his family in good health."

Cullen nodded in understanding, flinching as the Inquisitor moaned in his sleep, snuggling deeper into his neck line; His tufts of white hair tickled. "So…what do I do with him?"

"Take him to rest in bed Commander."

"…And how do I do that?"

Cassandra stared at him for a few moments, then gestured for him to follow.

"Cassandra what do I do? He's not letting go." Cullen tried to lay the inquisitor down but the child had a vice grip around his neck, not letting go no matter what he tried.

"Of course he's not he's a child Commander. Children need something to hug while they rest, you just happen to be cuddly enough for him." The Seeker made no attempts to hide an amused expression.

"That is not the word I would use to describe me."

"Regardless." Cassandra took the Inquisitor for a moment, easily placing him to rest as she did many times before with ease. "All you need to do is let go gently, and he'll do the same."

Cassandra showed him how to tuck in the child, however the young elf had woken up for a hazy moment, grabbing on to Cullen's arm and this time decidedly refused to let him go.

"Cassandra." The Commander looked at her for assistance.

"Good night Commander."

"Cassandra!"

The Seeker walked out of the cabin with no remorse.

The Commander groaned in exhaustion, desperately wanting to leave however, he didn't want to wake up the sleeping elf; who he admitted, bested him. Somehow he at least managed to remove his cloak armor, before grunting as he rested on the bed. The young elf snuggled into the new found heat source as a result, silencing enabling that the Commander would no longer be able to move for as long as the child slumbered. Cullen sighed as the night drifted onward, not remembering when he fell asleep...

The inquisitor woke up with a yawn, crawling over the Commander to escape the bed. He easily sat on the much larger man, giggling as the once scary man snored with every breath he took. This morning Leliana came for him, she walked in with a smile, watching the young elf pull at Cullen's cheeks after poking his face multiple times was met with no results.

"I see the our Commander Cullen has made himself welcome in our room Inquisitor." She said picking up the Inquisitor.

"Cully." He proclaimed.

The Spymaster smiled at the sound of the child's voice, she took his hand as he jumped off the bed to grab his scarf wrapping it around his face as did every morning. As the two were just about to leave Cullen mumbled something, suddenly jolting his head up, his eye focusing on Leliana.

"Leliana." He greeted.

"Unable to complete an assignment and waking up late? You're slipping." She gently scolded much to Cullen's chagrin. But it was short lived as the Inquisitor laughed again, somehow leaving the Commander in a good mood for the rest of the day.