When the Inquisitor and the Commander returned to Skyhold, their work instantly consumed them. The House of Trevelyan-Rutherford was immediately declared, with Lady Trevelyan declared their liege lord. Though it was granted with Lord Rickard Trevelyan's approval, no further contact between the Houses transpired- though Lady Trevelyan traveled back to Ostwick twice afterwards: once for her father's dying days and once for her mother's.

The Circle at Skyhold was also created, and was home to the majority of the Inquisition's mages. Lady Trevelyan served as First Enchanter, and created one of the finest schools of battle magic found in southern Thedas. Her growing political power brought her in contention with Grand Enchanter Vivienne. Though the two ladies had a close personal friendship, their political one was much more turbulent. Eventually, Lady Trevelyan was forced to halve the Inquisition's mages and disperse her charges throughout the other Circles. One of the mages that did stay at Skyhold was her own niece, Beatrix Hawtrey, who came to the Circle at the age of 13 and served as Lady Trevelyan's first apprentice. Though her parents were saddened by their daughter's departure, Mia and Terrin were comforted to know she would be with family and were often seen on Skyhold's grounds.

Commander Cullen, as he was still known despite his new title, also set to work, creating a new Templar order. Despite his reluctance to take up the name of the Templars, that is what the people took his new force for. He developed a kind of therapy for ex-Templars in order to fight lyrium addiction and saw the use of lyrium fall into disfavor. Working alongside his wife and the Divine, Commander Cullen's new Templars became integral to the Circles and College of Enchanters, working closely with mages, offering them great freedoms. Marriages between Templars and mages quickly became the norm. After a few years, however, Commander Cullen retired from the Order and gave command to Commander Rylen (though Cullen's authority was still held above all others).

These ventures had to be put on hold, however, as the Inquisitor's pregnancy was announced soon after their return to Skyhold. In the third week of Kingsway, Lady Trevelyan went into a labor that lasted for three days. Many believed she would died in the process. Cullen was said to refuse all food and water, going back and forth between Skyhold's chapel and his wife's bedside. The Divine herself came to comfort the couple and provide support. In the third day, however, Lady Trevelyan gave birth to a girl and a boy, who they named, respectively, Cassandra Beatrix Trevelyan-Rutherford and Gregory Hawke Trevelyan-Rutherford. Though upon further examination, it was determined Lady Trevelyan would never bear another child, this news was forgotten in the joy the children brought to the couple.

Cassandra Beatrix Trevelyan-Rutherford was known as Cassie to all who knew her. At the age of three, she took up a practice sword. By the age of eight, she was as skilled as any of her father's recruits. By fourteen, she could best any of the Templars. Two days after her seventeenth birthday, she defeated her own father- an occasion so momentous that it was recorded by the Skyhold librarian. Though her parents were reluctant to allow her to be involved in Inquisition matters, she quickly proved herself and became her mother's Right Hand in all matters. Beautiful like her mother and strong like her father, she was also more gregarious than her parents would ever be. She was a popular in Orlesian and Ferelden courts for her lively and exciting attitude. Known to take many lovers of any gender and race, the greatest among them was Prince Maric- the heir to the Ferelden throne. Though King Alistair was rumored to approve of the match (mainly based off of his high approval of Cassie), Cassie refused to marry her lover. Though her parents loved her deeply, her high-spirited nature often brought her against them. The greatest of these mishaps became known as The Great Quarrel, when Cullen discovered his daughter was using lyrium to enhance her abilities. Father and daughter were estranged for over three years, eventually driving even Evelyn to leave the family and stay with the Divine for a time. Eventually though, the family reconciled and Cassie worked alongside her family to discover how to use lyrium in portions which were safe.

Gregory Hawke Trevelyan-Rutherford was a thin, dark haired boy who lacked his sister's great physical strength. His magical abilities showed themselves at the age of five, and he quickly proved to be an adept mage. Though he disliked his mother's favored battle magic, Gregory became the finest Fade mage among the Circles. It was rumored that his mother's exposure to the Fade had been inherited by Gregory and thus protected his mind from its destruction. Using his family's connections, he studied all across Thedas before settling down in Tevinter to work alongside family friend, Magister Pavus. Stern and scholarly, he bore a striking resemblance to his parents in every way, but still maintained a good relationship with his sister, even going into the field with her upon occasion. Gregory took no public lover, except for a elven slave named Tavin. Tavin was known to be a cunning man, and loved Gregory deeply. But after an assassination plot against the Inquisitor's family was discovered, Tavin disappeared and Gregory never took another lover- besides his work.

But that is all in the future. This story shall end in the middle- when the twins are five. Skyhold is bustling- and it is springtime.

Evelyn clutched Gregory to her chest, hiding him beneath her cloak. "Is it clear?" She whispered furiously to Cullen.

"I think so," He said back, Cassie's hand clutched in his. They were sneaking out of Skyhold- just for the day, just for the afternoon. The family rarely got time alone, apart from work, that it became a game for them- how easily can the Trevelyan-Rutherford's break out of their own castle.

"Mama!" Cassie whispered. "Are we going to knock some guards out? Climb a wall?"

"Next time, sweetling." She promised. She and Cullen strode out from behind the wall, trying to blend in with the other farmers who were selling their grains and flocks. Without a notice of the guards, the family slipped through the gates. Cassie gave a loud cheer, which Cullen quickly shooshed her for. Gregory looked up at Evelyn and whispered, "Did we do it?"

"You did it, Gregory." She said, rubbing his back. "You got us out of Skyhold- good job!" The child smiled and nodded, and leaned back against her breast.

They found a meadow a few minutes away from the castle, where the daffodils bloomed and swayed in the warm breeze. Evelyn laid her cloak on the ground and Cullen revealed a basket, filled with a flask of sweet wine, bread, cheese- and even a pouch of strawberries.

"You're too sweet," she smiled at her husband as she popped one into her mouth. He blushed and leaned over, kissing her swiftly.

"Look, Papa!" Cassie yelled. "It's Al!" The mabari came bounding down the mountain, his tongue flying in the wind. Somehow, he always knew when the family was out of the castle and made sure to escape to spend the day with them. Cassie charged him and tackled him. He licked her face furiously and Evelyn laughed at the sight. Cullen's warhound had not quite turned out how they expected.

Later, Cullen and Cassie dueled each other with small, wooden swords. Alistair bounced around the two of them, stubby tail wagging. Beside her, Gregory was working intently on a crown of grass stems. Evelyn leaned back and let the sun warm her bones. The stress of the Inquisition melted away under the springtime sunshine. She felt Gregory place the crown on her head.

"Thank you, my dear." She reached up and touched the crown, only to find it had been turned to huge peonies, with soft, pink petals that fell away with her touch. She gasped and smiled at her son, who bore the proudest expression she had ever seen. She took him into her arms, giggling, and tickled him. It was lovely magic, what her son did without training, and it made her love him all the more.

When the sun had started its downward path through the sky, the wine now gone, and the air cooling, the twins took a nap, cuddled up with each other. Evelyn and Cullen lay on either side of the children, watching the clouds pass. Alistair sat at the crest of the hill, keeping watch.

"We should head back," Cullen said. Evelyn murmured her agreement, but neither of them made any move to leave. She looked over at her husband- more lined and weathered since they married, but now the lines were laugh lines and he was worn down to a softness that made her smile. She was sure the weight of the Inquisition had turned her into a hag, but when Cullen looked at her, his eyes brightened all the same.

Reach across their children, Cullen took her hand. They cradled the twins between their bodies and closed their eyes- savoring the moment.

FIN

Thanks for reading, guys. Might do a Dorian fic, I don't know. I'll probably finish up some of my other fics first, which you should read. Also thinking about transferring everything over ao3. I'm not sure about that either. But anyway- thanks for the support.