Struck. Bewitched. Enchanted. Those are the words that come to Commander Cullen's mind when he thinks of her. Of the woman who miraculously emerged from the fade at the Conclave. The woman scarred with the Mark. The woman they now call the Herald.

Terrible circumstances can certainly bring people together - if the Inquisition has taught anybody anything - but when people come together, things do not always work out as they should. Inquisitor Trevelyan and Commander Cullen are about to find that fact out firsthand, and question the importance of professionalism along the way. f!mage!Trevelyan/Cullen

A slip of the mind during their torrid affair made for even further complications to an already difficult parting between Inquisitor Nimue Lavellan and a certain elven apostate. Pregnancy Fic. Because I've always wanted to try my hand at one. Warning: mature themes. This story is not for the young.