The hooting of hidden owls greeted me as I entered the courtyard of the Grand Cathedral, the stars and the white, shinning moon giving me all the light I needed to under-go my mission. I decided for my task to take place during the dead of night, the silence and eerie darkness allowing me to slip past any guards that could come my way.
Making a hasty dash, I sped passed two columns, using the extra speed to jump into one of the lower ledges. I heard someone grunt, walk below me for a short while before giving up their search. I sighed inwardly as I felt the wall blindly with my hand. Quickly, I felt the thick vines that spread up the stone wall, grabbing it with an iron fist as I began to climb my way up the wall.
So far, my theory was going according to plan... somehow. The fact that I had to use this idea to begin with is a very idiotic.
As I came to the top of the wall, I reached over with my leg and made my way to the top of one of the flat rooftops of the great building. I sat on the gritty stone, glancing up at one of the windows with glee. The candles were lit. That meant she was still awake. Oh... how I missed my lover...
When my raven haired warrior was announced Divine Victoria, I couldn't have ever felt any less heart-broken. Cassandra always took her duty seriously, and that duty had more than doubled when she was announced the Chantry's new leader. She had explained to me before the announcement that if she were to be chosen, she couldn't put me over the millions of people from the Chantry. It reminded me much of Celene and Briala's relationship, and how their previous misadventures had left them feeling lonely and heart-broken. That, I promised myself, would never happen to Cassandra and I.
Of course, I did everything I could to prevent this from happening. I encouraged people to support Leliana, and even gave my view that the Spymaster should become the next Divine. There was some truth to it, however. I did believe that Leliana would do better for the Circle of Magi, as she expressed to me her thoughts of letting the Mages govern themselves. I also agreed with her letting more races into the Chantry, and she even thought about furthering equality, which I greatly appreciated for my fellow Elves.
Even though I wasn't facing her, I could feel Cassandra glare at me. I knew how much she wanted this, but... I wouldn't lose her to the Chantry, to some make believe Creator! Nevertheless, her name was called, and my life was over. And the worst part of all, she refused to talk to me for two weeks afterwards, claiming that anything I would say was to tempt her falling from her path.
However, if she truly believed that becoming Divine and residing in the Grand Cathedral was enough to keep me away, then she had a very big surprise coming her way.
With a new-found energy, I pulled myself up from my resting place, coming up to sidle the wall as I sneaked my way across the Grand Cathedral's upper wall. The closer I got to the window, the more my heart began to thump. I hadn't seen my lover in a month, but everyday felt like an eternity without her by my side. Everyday while we were fighting to close the Breach, I would visit her when she trained, occasionally surprising her with a flower or a book I had found on our travels. Without that to keep me happy in the Inquisition anymore... the Castle just felt empty, and quite.
I inched towards the window, careful to stay in the darkness as I watched causiously for any guards. Satisfied that I wasnt being looked upon, I silently opened the curtain of the window, light flooding my face hastily as I snuck through the window.
The room I entered was... spacious, to say the least. It was so roomy I could easily fit half of the Inquisition into this one room. If only Cassandra was made Divine earlier... I joked to my myself, wondering if my theory could prove to be true. There was a large, king sized bed governing one side of the room, its colour bright and vibrant; Definatly Orleasian. Next to the bed sat a desk, the wood a deep shade of Mahogany. What caught my attention more however, was who was sat before the desk.
Looking over some thick looking books, was the woman I hadn't seen in such a long time. She stood in her black dress robes, taking a turn from Divine Justinia's white ones. She had removed her head garnment, her dark hair mixing with the robes. The once tight, braided hair was now loose and free, causing her hair to cover her forhead in a way that reminded me much of how Cole fashioned his own hair.
Smiling, I tiptoed forward, remaining silent as I peaked over her shoulder to look down at the papers upon papers that littered her desk. The perks of becoming Divine... I thought sarcastically. "Late reading?" I asked. Her reaction was all to predictable. In fact, it was very similar to how she reacted when I caught her reading one of Varric's more... graphic novels. Oh, Maker, how she blushed!
She gave a small shriek, whipping around quickly, her hand on her hip, as if to grab the sword that was no longer there. Her eyes clicked with mine as soon as she turned, hers widening as I felt a smile grow on my lips and a fire start in my stomach. Oh, how I missed her...
"Ellana?" she asked disbelievingly. She removed her hand from her hip, her eyes narrowing when she fully registered that I was there. "What are you doing here?" she asked forcefully, going to the window to look around hastily. She closed the window and turned back to me. She crossed her arms over her chest, looking at me expectantly.
"I came to see you," I shrugged. I sat down on her large bed, placing my hands on the silkiness of the quilt. "I thought it was best to make my presence in Val Royeaux hidden. It saves you from telling the guards not to let me in," I ended pointedly. She sighed harshly, uncrossing her arms and going to the other side of the room, as if to get as far away from me as she could. I shook my head, taking myself off of her bed. I inched closer, and leaned against the wall. "What happened, Cassandra?" I asked, ignoring how my voice sounded pleading. "Why have you been pushing me away? I know you have read my letters, I sent dozens, but never did I get a reply." I shook my head, knowing why. It was a silly question to ask, really. I suppose I just wanted her to tell me something different. "Why should you being Divine effect us?"
I heard her make a 'tutting' noise with her mouth, something she always did when she was frustrated. "You know that it is taboo, Ellana," she replied heatedly. She turned again, facing me fully. "I have told you a million times. The Divine must pledge herself to the Maker. Fully. Anything else is just a distraction."
I frowned. Now granted, in all my time living with my Clan, I never really took much of an interest to the Andrastian religion, but I knew that wasn't right. It couldn't be. I shook my head, my frown growing. "That's not what the Chantry says at all," I replied. "I may not be an expert, but even I know that Andraste was the Maker's Bride. If she could find happiness, then why can't you? Why can't you let yourself? Even Leliana said she wouldn't have ended things with Warden Mahariel if she had become Divine."
"That's because the Warden and her have been through too much together," Cassandra responded, moving back to her desk, most likely to avoid me. "Leliana would be too... carried away with her presence. Not ending what she had with Lyna would have caused her mind to wonder; It did when we served together as Right and Left Hand. It would have caused her to be... a terrible Divine." Shaking her head, Cassandra collapsed in the chair next to her desk, slumping as she rested. She rubbed her eyes in exhaustion with her thumb and index finger, working away at her tiredness. She allowed her hand to drop to her lap, staring at it quietly. "And I don't know if I can do any better..." she continued weakly, so unlike the warrior I had met so long ago.
In a way, I understood. When I was given the role of the Inquisitor, a mass of responsibility began to heap onto my shoulders. Problem after problem, I had to deal with them. But, unlike Cassandra, I had a lot of help. I had Cullen, Josephine and Leliana to help divide the work and create a fully functioning Inquisition. Cassandra had to do all of it nearly single handed. Even looking down at her now, I could tell the works of being the Divine had exhausted her, frustrated her beyond belief. Silently, I reached forward, placing my right hand on her knee as I knelt down in front of her. I rested my chin on the back of my hand, gazing up at her. She caught my eye, and that's when I knew that I had her. She had that... begging look, the exact same that she gave me when she turned me down when she confronted me about my flirting. The look that told me she was still holding her ground, but also hinted that her resolve was diminishing hastily.
I smiled up at her before squeezing her knee gently. "You're going to be a magnificent leader, Cassandra," I told her sincerely. She returned my smile half heartedly, raising one of her hands to cup my thin cheek. I sighed, closing my eyes as I leaned into her hand. I'd missed this... the warmth of her hand on my body, the gentleness of her words as we spoke. Hell, even how peaceful she looked when she slept. I missed it all.
Unable to help it, I slipped my free arm under her robes, letting myself feel the smoothness of her skin before I hugged her leg to myself. Innocently, I kissed her robbed knee, smiling inwardly as I felt her leg muscles twitch. After months of not being touched like this... she must have been aching...
I opened my eyes slowly, looking up at her as I noticed the red blush that was appearing on her cheeks. She didn't say anything, and didn't ask me to stop my I rose my hand from her leg to under her thigh. Giving her a knowing smile, I took both my hands away from her, keeping her gaze locked with mine as I took hold of the hem of her dark robes and carefully rose them to her lap. I pushed them up securely, then went back to ravishing her knee lovingly. I felt more than saw the goose-bumps rise across her leg and up to her hip, and I knew she had given in by the raspy sigh she gave when I gently ran my fingers down her leg.
"You are going to be the death of me, Ellana," I heard her say as she fisted my old, worn jacket into her fists.
There. That was the consent I needed.
My smile broadened as I released her leg and moved to one of the holdings of her robes. Easily, I untied the messy knot, and immediately began kissing the flesh that awaited me. Under her robes, Cassandra wore a loose undershirt and her small clothes, which I was twisting around with my finger. Releasing her again, I stood from in front of her and held my hands out. She took my gloved paws, and I helped raise her up. Before I could get back down to my knee to finish taking away anything that hid her from me, she took my cheeks in her hands, and brought her lips to mine.
To say I had forgotten was an understatement. If I could remember anything it would have been a miracle. All there was at that time was Cassandra and I. Nothing else in the world mattered. Not the Inquisition, the Chantry, nothing. I cared no longer. It was just me and her, moving our lips in sync as she wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning into my body as I slid my tongue into her mouth.
Blindly, I guided my hand to the hip of her robe, un-doing the last knot which held the dark garment in place. Slipping the rest of the robes from her shoulders, the heavy but soft material dropped to the ground, pooling at her feet as she stepped away from them. I made quick work of her shirt, ripping the buttons away from each other, each giving a satisfying 'pop!' as they separated. Her shirt soon followed her robes, and now there was nothing in my way. I took her full body into my arms, my hands making their way down her torso, across her hip and down her rounded arse, and found their way to the top of her thigh. I pulled and walked forward, causing a small yelp to erupt from my lover's lips as she wrapped her legs around my waist as I kissed and suckled at her neck.
Looking back up at her, I smiled and carried her to the bed, laying her down on the silk sheets before tugging at the clasp of her bra. Undoing the annoying mechanism, I ridded her of the uncomfortable contraption and took both her full, warm breasts in my hands, kneading as I suckled the top of her collarbone. She gave the smallest of moans, which only spurred me on.
I fisted her hips in my hands, making sure to mark her neck before I moved to her centre. Releasing her neck with a pop, I moved down her delicious body quickly, making small work of her unattended breasts as she fisted my hair. Eventually, I met her hips, looking up at her hungrily as I took the dark material between my teeth before I slid them down her legs.
Before I can revel and gaze in awe at the sight before me, I heard a small whimper from the woman I was so bent on relaxing. "W-wait..." Cassandra said, leaning up on her elbows to look down at me. Fear ran through me as we stared at each other. For a long while, I would have sworn she was going to tell me that her mind was changed, that she didn't need, nor want, what I was offering to her. I was terrified that she would push me away and re-clothe herself, telling me that she was true to the vows she took and she wouldn't disobey her Maker. I was scared that she would tell me to leave her side, and to never return to her again.
Relief washed through me when she smirked, and reached behind her for a pillow. Raising her hips, she shimmied the Orlesian, feather pillow under her arse, raising her precious treasure slightly higher for me to worship. Smiling up at her, I set to work, her moans and tugs of my hair spurring me on to make all her frustrations disappear.
Panting was all that could be heard in the all but silent room. Both me and my lover were curled up in each others arms, her cheek resting on my naked breast as her arms draped over me, struggling to catch her breath. I was laying above her, my arms wrapped tightly around her sweaty shoulders as I kissed her droopy hair, catching my own breath as I took shelter in her warmth. All that covered us was a thin sheet, the bigger duvet we were too tired to crawl under, instead taken refuge on top.
Eventually, our panting ceased, and I felt her move to look up at me. She gave me a small smile before getting up on her arms and leaning over me, using one of her hands to glide through my hair whilst the other cupped my cheek. She watched me tenderly as I closed my eyes and leaned back into her hand, and I wasn't all too surprised to feel her lips descend on mine.
We parted, and she looked down at me again, opening and closing her mouth in an attempt to speak. She shook her head and lay back down, resting her head on my shoulder as she held onto me tighter. There was a long silence, one in which I greatly anticipated to hear what was bothering her. My thoughts were silenced when she finally spoke. "I won't pretend that what we have done this night wasn't wrong," Cassandra spoke, drawing shaped idly on my side. "But I will also not pretend that I regret what we did. I told you once that I wouldn't let the Maker take you away from me, and I shall live up to that promise," she continued. She then looked up at me, raising her hand to rest just above my left breast. She smiled again at me for the fiftieth time that night, and muttered the words I had never believed I would hear.
"Will you become my Right Hand?"
A.N: I didn't know where to end it :3
You guys have no idea how difficult it was to write this Fic, and I apologize for it taking so long. I've only been a female in my play-throughs of Inquisition, so I never really had the opportunity to romance Cassandra, but Maker damn it, that didn't stop me from trying! Although I like it in the way that what happens throughout the game depends on what we decide from scratch, it did half make me want to punch someone from Bioware in the face -_-
This prompt was given to me by TaylorLoe. "I know it's not possible in inquisition but could you write a Casandra/inquisitor pairing reunion?" Thank Buddy :D
I'll be updating my other story 'Impossibilities' next, so I might be a while with the next Fic, but I know what it's about :) Have a good day :D