Lady Cassandra Allegra Portia Calogera Filomena Pentaghast, Seeker and 78th in line to the Nevarran Throne sighs when she is slowly dragged out of her blissful slumber by a loud amount of shouting coming from outside her door, still in the last haze of sleep she can't pinpoint what is being shouted but she knows they have disturbed her. The Seeker lies still for a moment listening to the screaming of a woman's voice, a woman that is not very happy about something. She hears a door slam outside. Cassandra slowly opens her eyes trying to locate herself; she glances around the large bedroom noticing that she isn't in her room at Skyhold. Her grand double balcony windows are replaced by one tall rectangular one, the drapes are a deep Trevelyan green velvet instead of their usual red and the bed she notices is a traditional Free Marches four-poster bed, complete with thick drapes rather than her luxurious master in her and the Inquisitor's quarters. She lets her eyes move over to the small window seeing the sun shining brightly through the panes, wondering how she has managed to sleep so late into the morning. The Seeker found herself forced from her bed every night recently when the Inquisitor would wake up screaming from a nightmare he could never shake himself from, she often found it impossible to sleep again and would lay awake worrying about Lord Trevelyan.
"Ashton.." Cassandra mumbles when she thinks of him and the suffering she saw him going through when she had to reassure him that they were both safe. The Seeker quickly turns her head to glance down at the bed hoping to see him still sleeping, she sees that the sheets have been pulled back and when she places her hand on the place he should be, she feels that it is still warm from his body. That meant that he had slept at her side all-night, undisturbed and right through until morning. Lady Pentaghast brings her fingers up to her lips when she suddenly remembers last night, they had made up for the lost time and it had felt perfect to be with him again but maybe he had woken up this morning and placed the vial around his neck.
"Hey.." Lord Trevelyan whispers, interrupting her worried thoughts that he had succumbed to the blood magic and was causing havoc somewhere in the house. The Seeker looks up from her spot in the bed to see that he has poked his head around the door, clearly trying to see if she is awake yet. "I didn't want to wake you." The Inquisitor adds nudging the door open with his hip, stepping inside carefully trying not to drop the two mugs that he carries in his hands. Lady Pentaghast watches him close the door with the heel of his bare foot before beginning to walk towards her.
"You didn't." Cassandra sighs gathering the sheet around her as she sits up, leaning back against the headboard eyeing him suspiciously. The Seeker couldn't see anything around his neck but that didn't mean he was still her Inquisitor. Of course, he walked and talked like her Inquisitor, the way he was looking at her right now was one hundred per cent her Inquisitor and he had been her Inquisitor in bed but she couldn't trust the way he made her feel around him. "I didn't know where you were." Cassandra adds watching him saunter towards her noticing the way his light cotton trousers hang low at his hips showing off his tapered v-line. That was all her enticing Inquisitor. He always looked wonderful first thing in the morning, but looks could be deceiving and he might be somewhere else again.
"Good." Lord Trevelyan smiles at her making her heart feel like it's about to burst. "I brought you some tea." He adds as he reaches her side of the bed, she watches him carefully set the mug down on the bedside table, the steam swirling in the cool morning air. "Did you sleep well?" Lord Trevelyan asks leaning over to press a kiss against the top of her head.
"Yes.." Cassandra smiles, she hadn't felt so refreshed for months. There was a lot to be said for having Lord Trevelyan to wake up to, he made even the briefest of sleep feel perfect if he was at her side. "No nightmares?" The Seeker asks him when she sees him shake his head and smile.
They both knew it wouldn't last and they couldn't believe that this one night would be the norm from now on, but it was nice to know he had gotten the rest he so deserved without his demons fighting him. The Inquisitor was troubled by his responsibility and the guilt kept him awake at night. It was the shadows of those he had killed and the monsters under the bed wanting to destroy him as he slept, that would shake him awake at night and leave him trembling with fear.
"No nightmares." Lord Trevelyan smiles again leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I feel pretty good.." He adds settling his eyes on hers, Cassandra was glad to see that the bruising looked even better today and he did too look refreshed. "I think I have you to thank for both those things." The Inquisitor gives her a grin as he leans down to kiss her, he certainly kissed like her Inquisitor. "Did the noise wake you?" He asks as she watches him cupping her mug in his hands enjoying the warmth on his palms.
"What was the screaming about?" Cassandra smiles when she watches him bite at his bottom lip trying to keep from smiling, everything about The Inquisitor was perfect and she knew every part of him and had him all saved to memory. But at this moment in time, she was trying to memorize the slight curl of his mouth and the way that smile makes her feel, that way even when they were apart she would be able to remember him exactly as he was right then and it would bring her comfort.
"Well.." Lord Trevelyan chuckles "The first screaming was Lady Annabelle ranting to anyone that would listen about how unacceptable it was for you to be missing from your bedroom this morning, Seeker. Apparently, she had kindly asked one of the maids to go and wake you for breakfast." The Inquisitor smiles.
"How kind of her," Cassandra laughs quietly biting her lip, she didn't feel at all guilty for letting her perfectly made bed go to waste when she'd been with him. "So she was trying to spy on me? She was happy to throw herself at you but not so happy about us spending the night together? Why does she get to have you and I don't?" She asks shaking her head.
"You do get to have me." The Inquisitor gives her a smirk again. "Always, my love." He adds making her smile, he was being as sweet as her Inquisitor. "The second lot of screaming was directed at me when she was informing me of all the ways that it was inappropriate for me to be walking around the house so underdressed." He adds making The Seeker giggle, she loved him when he was so underdressed but he often had the same reaction at Skyhold when he decided to remove items of clothing.
"She is just upset you turned her down. I'm sure now she has seen you again, she realizes what she has been missing out on." The Seeker smiles as she reaches to him placing her hand on his stomach, she traces the hard lines of his abs to highlight her point. She was sure her Lord Trevelyan had always been a catch, but now he was the Inquisitor. He had power, influence, charm, wit, and he looked so amazing without clothes on. She tucks her fingers into his waistband pulling him closer.
"Are you, you?" Cassandra asks him watching as he gives her a puzzled expression, he places his mug down next to hers when she reaches for him again. Lord Trevelyan bends down as she takes his face in her hands drawing his face close to hers, she stares into his eyes trying to see anything else shining through that doesn't belong to her sweet Inquisitor. "Are you really still with me?" The Seeker asks again seeing him screw his face up in confusion.
"Are you feeling okay?" The Inquisitor asks letting her trail her eyes over his face, Cassandra sighs when he reaches to place his hand against her forehead trying to feel for a fever. "You don't feel warm.." He muses before she bats his hand away.
"I am fine," Lady Pentaghast snorts before she throws her arms around him pressing her mouth against his cheek, so relieved that the rage hasn't consumed him again and he is still with her this morning. This meant he had gone the whole night and the morning without the vial affecting him, she just had to keep it away from him until they could destroy it. "I just love you so much." Cassandra sighs feeling him smile when she rests her head against his.
"That's twice you have questioned me, about being me, since yesterday." Lord Trevelyan pulls away from her still trying to search for answers on her face, he brings his hand up to her rest chin against his fingers, letting this thumb smooth her bottom lip. "Are you going to tell me who else I might be?" The Inquisitor asks giving her another lopsided smile as he leans in to press his mouth against hers.
The Seeker feels herself sigh into his kiss as he places his hands on her back guiding her to lay back onto the bed once more, he lowers his body on top of hers making Cassandra laugh when he begins placing kisses all over her face. She rests her hands on his forearms that he places into the mattress, stroking his skin enjoying the warmth of his body and the way that they fit together so perfectly.
"I'm scared, Ash." The Seeker whispers causing him to stop his playful attack with his mouth, he looks down into her face seeing that she means it, something has scared his Seeker but he doesn't know what.
"Tell me what has frightened you." The Inquisitor frowns not liking seeing her looking so worried, especially when he was with her. Lady Pentaghast just shakes her head lightly diverting her eyes from his. "Tell me so I can chase it away." He leans to kiss her again for a moment as he moves to slide back into the bed next to her, scooping her up in his arms so he can pull her closer. Cassandra lets herself relax in his arms when he engulfs her with them trying to remove her worries, she lets him guide her head to his shoulder as he strokes his fingers at the back of her neck. "I will always protect you.." The Inquisitor whispers as he rests his mouth against the top of her head.
"What if it's you that I'm afraid of?" Cassandra replies into his neck, she feels him freeze at her words dropping his hand from her. "It's like you've been a different person recently." The Seeker whispers feeling him pull back to look at, he searches her face with his eyes not understanding what she is saying.
"You don't need to be afraid of me. Never afraid of me." The Inquisitor sighs and closes his eyes, he shakes his head before bringing his hand to her cheek again letting his thumb trace her scar. "If this is about me not telling you about Anna.." He adds making her snort.
"It has nothing to do with her." The Seeker huffs, she would have been quite glad to not have to hear that woman's name ever again from his mouth. "I think something has happened to you, I don't think you are aware of it. Something has changed in you and it scares me, I'm terrified that I won't get you back again the next time it happens." Cassandra lets all her worries pour out of her as he just rubs his palm against her shoulder until she has finished.
"But I'm fine.." The Inquisitor replies leaning forward to rest his head against hers. "Nothing has changed, I'm still me, aren't I? Why would you be scared of me?" He asks her at he catches the worry in her eyes.
"You have been violent, cruel and aggressive. I have watched you be ruthless and see you want to kill, Ashton." The Seeker adds looking into his face as he just shakes his head. "I heard things come from your lips that no one should ever have to hear from the person they love." Cassandra whispers making him shake his head for adamantly, he wasn't guilty of the things she was saying.
"No, I haven't. That's not how I am." The Inquisitor stutters hearing her words, she feels him let go of her suddenly feeling vulnerable and hurt by her words. "Why are you saying that? Why are you being unkind?" He asks shuffling away from her.
"Listen to me." Cassandra raises her voice slightly as she reaches to take hold of him again, trying him to stop bolting from their bed. Lord Trevelyan sits up looking worried that she would accuse him of such things, The Seeker mirrors her body with his and takes both of his hands in hers. "We think someone has tainted you with blood magic, Inquisitor. Do you remember how we even got here?" The Seeker watches as he pulls his hands back from hers when he sees that she is being deadly serious. He climbs off of the bed trying to get further away from her, Cassandra watches as he crosses his arms over his chest as if he is defending himself for what she is saying. "Think Ashton. How did we get to Ostwick?" The Seeker pushes seeing him huff uncomfortably, she wasn't sure how he would take the news but she didn't expect to see such panic.
"I don't remember." The Inquisitor finally whispers when he drops his eyes to the ground, Cassandra sees the effort on his face of trying to remember their journey and the fear behind his eyes when he looks up at her once more. "I don't remember much after Jader," Lord Trevelyan mumbles finding it difficult to speak. "I remember waking up in our cabin. Then, nothing." He sighs.
"What of our arrival here? Don't you remember how happy you were to see your family?" Cassandra watches him crumble at the question as he brings his hand up to his mouth that he now chews at nervously. She hears him groan as he places both of his hands on his face trying to remember. "Ash you need to try and tell me what you remember." The Seeker whispers knowing she might be doing more harm than could, interrogating him.
"I woke up in this room.." He croaks as he turns to sit on the edge of the bed again dropping his head into his hands. "Anna was banging on the door but I had no idea how I'd got here. I didn't see my parents. I can't remember anything." Lord Trevelyan sighs as Cassandra moves to wrap her arms around him from behind trying to comfort the man she sees before her realising he has large amounts of time missing from his mind. "I thought I was just tired from the journey." He sniffs rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.
"Ashton.." The Seeker whispers resting her head between his shoulder blades, she feels his body shake beneath her cheek as he is wracked with sadness. She felt guilty for mentioning it, but he needed to know what was happening to him "What do you remember about Henry's death?" She asks knowing she was going to be stepping into dangerous territory, her Inquisitor might just be able to deal with the fact he had been angry and unkind but she didn't think he would be able to cope with the thought of him being a merciless killer. "It's alright.." Cassandra whispers again trying to soothe him, she strokes her hands against his back.
"We were waiting for him to arrive." The Inquisitor begins keeping his eyes directed to the floor. "Then one of Leliana's men was at the gate." He sighs trying to shake the memory of the blood from his mind. "I tried to comfort him but it was too late." Lord Trevelyan sniffs as he raises his head. Cassandra wraps her arms tighter around his body, resting her chin on his shoulder to let him know that she is there for him and that she loves him, no matter what. "Then nothing.." He sighs as he leans his head against hers.
"Nothing between when you left Skyhold and the time we saw each other again?" The Seeker asks turning her head to press her lips against his cheek, she feels him sigh sadly again and shake his head. "Think, my love." Cassandra nuzzles her mouth against his cheek wondering if he really did remember nothing or if his fragile mind was blocking the memories from him.
"I remember seeing you." He sighs his brown furrowing in the effort of trying to find the memories. "I remember feeling like my heart was beating so hard it was going to fall out of my chest when I saw you." The Inquisitor adds making her smile lightly, she had felt the same when she'd set eyes on him. "I remember the pain." He mumbles his hand reaching to his ribs. "And Cullen. Cullen saved me." Lord Trevelyan nods as Cassandra kisses his cheek again. He didn't remember the rage and he didn't remember what he had done to those men. He thankfully, for now, didn't remember that Cullen had almost killed him when defending himself.
The Seeker feels himself pull away from her hold again as he stands up, she watches him begin pacing at the side of the bed. He bites his lip showing how anxious he now is about the whole situation, Cassandra sees him wrap his arms around himself still not understanding what is going on and why he doesn't remember. She sees him huff and begins rubbing his neck as he paces, he looks at her for answers that she doesn't think she can give him.
"What has happened to me? Why are there no memories in between? You said yourself I was gone for Eight days and yet I remember so little of what happened?" The Inquisitor blurts out the panic rising in his voice. "Maker, what has happened to me?" He groans burying his face in his hands again. "Tell me what happened?" He sighs shaking his head. "Have I just been blacking out?" He asks seeing her just shake his head making him groan again.
"You haven't been blacking out, Inquisitor." The Seeker sighs when she sees the look on his face, he didn't want to know the truth but she was going to have to tell him. "You have been with us in body, but not in mind. It is like something that takes ahold of you and you become someone else." Cassandra feels his eyes rest on hers when he hears this.
"So the times that I can't remember are the times I was like another person?" He asks his face screwing up in confusion, The Seeker climbs off of the bed wrapping the sheet around her body as she approaches him. "What have I done that makes you so afraid of me?" He whispers when she places her hands on his arms again.
"Yes, I think the memories aren't yours to retrieve so you can't remember when you try to.." Cassandra sighs again when he wraps his arms around her pulling her against him, she didn't know if she could be the comfort he needed but she would try. "You were so angry." The Seeker adds feeling him shake his head. "When I looked into your eyes all I saw was hatred." She says again resting her head against his chest.
"Did I hurt you?" The Inquisitor asks suddenly taking hold of her arms in his hands so he can direct her back so he can look at her, he searches her eyes and face to make sure she is telling him the truth when she shakes her head. The Seeker feels him place his hands to cup her face keeping his eyes fixed into hers.
"You didn't hurt me." The Seeker whispers seeing the relief on his face. "But you were unkind." She adds not wanting to go into details about the poisonous words he had flung at her.
"Then why are you scared of me?" He asks dropping his eyes to her mouth waiting for her answer, one she was sure he couldn't handle. "Please tell me what I did." He whispers looking back at her again, warm brown loving eyes is all she sees. Not the monster.
"You killed the Bandits, Ashton." Cassandra sighs, she sees him nod slowly. He knew he had killed them, he'd even shared that information with her. The Seeker places her hands over his on her face, letting her fingers link through his trying to keep him calm and reassured.
"They attacked me. I had to defend myself." The Inquisitor mumbles, beginning to shake his head when he sees Cassandra sigh and drop her eyes from his. "No, I remember what happened, I had to defend myself when they jumped me. They tried to cut off my arm. All I wanted to was to find Henry and bring him back to Skyhold, no one needed to get hurt." Lord Trevelyan stutters.
"They didn't attack you." Lady Pentaghast finally answers, she lets him drop his hands from her face as she places her hands on his chest again. The Seeker feels his heart pounding hard beneath her palm at her words. "You found them and you slaughtered them, Inquisitor," Cassandra whispers when she feels him struggle beneath her hands as if he wants to bolt again. "You were attacking the villagers when you had finished killing the bandits. Cullen found you." The Seeker adds, deciding to keep the small detail of how the Commander had ended up nearly killing the Inquisitor to herself. That might be one piece of information too much.
"I.." The Inquisitor chokes bringing his hand up to his face, he pinches the bridge of his nose squeezing his eyes tightly closed trying to block out her words. "I didn't do that.. You are wrong, I just defended myself.." He adds as Cassandra feels him suddenly move from under her hands and sit down on the floor, he folds his arms to rest on his knees burying his head into them.
"You told me that you used the mark." The Seeker replies quietly crouching down beside him, she wraps an arm around his shoulder as he suddenly just as quickly as he had dropped to the floor throws his arms around her knocking her to a sitting position at his side. Cassandra rubs his back, holding him tightly when he sobs clinging onto her as if his life depended on it.
"I don't remember anything." The Inquisitor sniffs burying his head into her shoulder, Cassandra rests her hand against the back of his head just letting him process everything she has told him and let his grief out "I'm not a murderer and I'm not a monster. I'm not Daniel." Lord Trevelyan sniffs again when The Seeker lets go of him slightly so she can look at his face, seeing him like this broke her heart. But there it was all over his face, he was scared he would turn out like his blood mage of a brother.
"We think it's the vial." The Seeker watches as he diverts his eyes across the room to where he must have been keeping it safe. "We think Solas has done something to you and the mark to make you react to the magic in that bottle. I should have figured it out sooner. I'm trained to spot things like this and I failed to keep you safe. You were so busy trying to look for ways to protect me, I didn't even consider the possibility that you were the one that needed protecting." Cassandra feels him sigh again as he reluctantly lets go of her, she pats the space on the floor next to her inviting him to sit closer to her.
"This isn't your fault." The Inquisitor sniffs again as he shuffles as close as he can to her, he rubs his eyes with the back of his hands again trying to remove any evidence that he has been crying.
"We'll figure this out, Ash." Cassandra whispers leaning towards him, she rests her head on his shoulder as he rests his head against hers. "You say you won't let anything happen to me, well I'm not going to let anything happen to you." She adds linking her arm through his placing her hand on his bicep.
"What if it happens again and I hurt you?" Lord Trevelyan asks turning his eyes to her, he nuzzles his mouth into her hair closing his eyes for a moment. "I can't risk hurting you." He sighs again when she raises her head to look at him, she didn't think she had ever seen him look so vulnerable before and it worried her. Her Inquisitor was sweet but he was also brave, she saw him daily run head-on into his foes like nothing in the world scared him. Only at night did he ever tell her how truly afraid he was, but she always kept it between them. She knew he was already overwhelmed with sadness for Henry and this wasn't helping, but the Seeker knew that if he needed to cry at least she was here to hold him tight.
"Just keep away from it until we can figure out how to destroy it. I don't know how it works, I don't know if you need to be even wearing it for it to affect you or if it is something much stronger." Cassandra nods wondering how they were going to destroy something they knew nothing about. "All I know is I have you back right now and I want you to know I will do everything I can to figure this out. If you lose yourself again don't think I'm going to abandon you, I'll find a way to bring you back."
"Please don't let me forget again." Lord Trevelyan whispers, Cassandra looks into his face again and sees how scared he looks of something else happening at his hands and not being able to control it. "Don't let it take me." He adds "Solas said if you touch it, something bad will happen." The Inquisitor bites his bottom lip making The Seeker reach her hand out to his cheek again trying to comfort him and remove the worried frown on his face.
"He also told you it was to protect me. Maybe he was lying." Lady Pentaghast shrugs slightly, not entirely convinced she wanted to test either of Solas' warnings by touching it.
"It's not a risk I'm willing to take." The Inquisitor replies catching her eyes with his, she gives him a small smile knowing he would always decide for her if it meant he could keep her safe. "I'm sorry this has happened." He adds leaning forward to rest his forehead against hers.
"I'm sorry that this is the last thing you need to be happening when we are here for such a sad time for you." The Seeker gives him a light smile again letting him drag her into his arms, she knew she hadn't told him the whole truth and the depth that his missing time had gone but he knew everything he needed to. The Vial was dangerous and he had to keep away from it. "We should go and see your parents, they need you. We need to help them prepare for the funeral." Cassandra adds feeling him nod when she wraps her arms around his body.
"Brave faces time." Lord Trevelyan replies giving her a squeeze against him, Cassandra smiles against his cheek when she presses another kiss there.
She sometimes found it easy to forget that he was just a man, with everyday fears and worries when she had seen him acting as the Inquisitor. When Lord Trevelyan was playing the part of the Inquisitor he was brave and fearless, when he was commanding his armies and dealing with the world's problems he would not falter. That's why she knew she could forgive him a moment of weakness when he was just Ashton, a noble from Ostwick that had been at the wrong place at the wrong time.
"You have a very convincing Brave Face, Lord Inquisitor." Lady Pentaghast pulls back from him slightly placing her hands on his face again, she holds her hand in front of his eyes slowly drawing it down as if she is putting his mask on for him. "There.. Now you don't have to be scared anymore." Cassandra gives him a light smile that he returns with a nod of his head, she smiles against his lips when he kisses her.
"Thank you for coming with me, I know there are still things I should be sharing with you about my family. About Annabelle." Lord Trevelyan begins making Cassandra sigh, she didn't need to know any more about that woman. She was his past and didn't need to be his present and future too. "About Jack and Daniel." The Inquisitor trails off, Cassandra wondering how extensive this list is of things he isn't sharing with her. "I just feel like they aren't a burden you should be carrying and anything that brings me pain. I don't want it anywhere near me." Lord Trevelyan sighs.
"Ignoring things that bring you pain won't make them go away. That is how I ended up so unhappy, I bottled up my feelings and wouldn't face the things that hurt me. I found it easier to not talk at all than to talk about them." The Seeker shakes her head slightly thinking how long it had taken to un-bottle those feelings even when the Inquisitor had been so insistent she open up to him. "Our fight won't be forever. We just need to stay strong until we have finished what we started. Then you will get some peace from your worried mind." Cassandra places both her hands on his cheeks pulling his head towards her, she presses a kiss against his forehead. "Soon your only worries will be that of every other man and father in Thedas. No more darkness and no more nightmares."
"I hope you are right.." The Inquisitor gives her not so sure smile, she sees the corner of his mouth tug at the hope that when their battles were all fought when they had brought peace to everyone around them and stopped the dark forces that were trying to consume them, he would be given time to heal.
"I'm always right, Inquisitor." Lady Pentaghast gives him another smile when he leans to kiss her again, his arms wrapping tightly around her. Cassandra rubs her thumbs against his cheeks until the last trails of his sadness have gone and she can only see that his eyes look red from his injuries. She slips her arms around his shoulders feeling glad that she has told him what they were up against.
"Not always." Lord Trevelyan smirks making her snort at him.
"Name me fifteen times I have been wrong." Cassandra giggles feeling him shift his hands to her back when he drops his head to kiss her with such force and urgency that she strongly considers skipping breakfast altogether and keeping him in bed with her all day. "It is entirely inappropriate for you to be doing that, Inquisitor." The Seeker hisses at him trying to ignore his hands that are clutching her hips.
"I could name sixteen without breaking a sweat." The Inquisitor smiles, nipping the skin at her shoulder. "That is not what you were saying last night." He smiles when he hears her laugh, the sound making him feel much happier and lightening his mood immediately. He begins running his tongue along his bottom lip watching her eyes dart to watch. The Seeker narrows her eyes at him and shakes her head placing her hands on his bare chest
"That was before I knew Annabelle was sneaking around spying on us." Lady Pentaghast sighs trying to fight the smile on her face when she lets him take her into his arms again and stretch her out on the floor at the side of the bed, she places her hand on his neck stroking his skin when he moves between her legs and looks down at her. "She is probably outside the door right now." Cassandra giggles when the Inquisitor just shrugs. "Waiting to tell everyone that the wicked harlot from Nevarra, is taking advantage of the handsome young Lord Trevelyan on his bedroom floor." The Seeker laughs making him smile.
"I don't think it counts as being taken advantage of if I am such a willing participant." The Inquisitor chuckles "Very willing. As long as I don't have anything really important and Inquisitory to do." He adds making her giggle again. Yes, he took his job very seriously and yes most of the time she knew she couldn't drag him away from his responsibilities, but sometimes she could make him a little late at least.
"That's not even a real word." Cassandra sighs when the Inquisitor slides his hands down her body and brushes his mouth against the corner of her lips. "Besides, Lord Trevelyan, this conversation will quickly turn into you telling me all of the ways that I distract you from your job or the ways that I try to entice you when we are in the War Room. Blah Blah Blah." The Seeker smirks when he places a hand either side of her head.
"You do try and entice me when we are in the War Room.." Lord Trevelyan huffs. "That is a real thing you do. You tease me mercilessly and you touch me." Cassandra laughs again at his words, only sometimes did she tease him and she did try very hard not to touch him when they were on official business. "My job is hard enough as it is.." He huffs again making her laugh even harder.
"Very hard." Cassandra coos at him as she wraps a leg around his hips pulling him closer to her. She feels him groan at her actions when she draws his mouth to hers so he can't continue to gently berate her about her behaviour, she was sure she was being appropriate and official at all times but he thought differently. "Maybe when we get home, you should show me just how hard it is in the War Room." The Seeker sighs against his open mouth when she hears him groan again.
"Are you decent?" Comes Commander Cullen's voice from the doorway after a brief knock.
"No!" The Inquisitor and The Seeker shout in unison.