Lady Pentaghast feels his grip on her hand tighten as they step off of the staircase and down into the front hall of the Trevelyan estate, she wraps her arm around his placing her other hand on his bare forearm. Cassandra can immediately hear noise coming from a room on the ground floor and the sound of people talking, at the end of a hallway in front of them. They had washed and dressed quickly after receiving a severe telling off by the Commander for "rolling around on the floor and keeping people waiting" for them and were now on their way to join the rest of the family for breakfast. She feels him rub his thumb against her hand as she glances at him, so happy that he is back with her and is currently the same Inquisitor she fell in love with all those months ago. No vial around his neck and considering the circumstances of their visit he seemed happy to be home.
The Seeker hears some light laughter coming from the room and the sound of children chatting happily, this is what having a family sounded like and she couldn't wait till Skyhold had the same sound every morning. After all, the Inquisitor himself had said they were going to fill Skyhold with their beautiful children. Cassandra smiles when he places his arm around her shoulder pulling her against his side, she knew they were going to need to find out how to remove the taint from her lover but for now she was glad he was himself and that he was happy to be home and about to see his parents and Nephews.
"That smells amazing." The Seeker whispers leaning closer to her Lord Trevelyan as he leads her down the hallway, she lifts her nose into the air taking in the smells of the food that is being offered to them for breakfast, making him chuckle. She was eating for two, she was allowed to be hungry.
Cassandra lets her eyes travel over the paintings that line the walls, mostly paintings of the current inhabitants of the home with a few historical pieces thrown in for good measure. She reads some of the names of his relatives as they walk, looking between each grand-looking Templar and each important-looking Chantry Brother or Sister.
"You must be hungry.." She adds looking to him again as they stop outside the door that she has recognised as being the dining room. Cassandra smiles again when she hears a squeal of a child's excitement coming from the other side of the door, The Inquisitor talked non-stop about the two boys that held a tight grasp of his heart and how much he couldn't wait to see them.
"Don't ever mention you are hungry in this house." The Inquisitor chuckles again. "My mother will feed you until you are fit to burst and then still ask you if you would like another slice of cake." He adds making Cassandra smile, she loved his mother and she was exactly how she imagined she would be; warm and kind. "It is a surprise we ever managed to fit in our armour after visiting home." Lord Trevelyan sighs as he pats his stomach.
The Seeker loved the Trevelyan family most of all because although they were one of the most influential families in the Free Marches, with one of the largest estates and accumulated wealth of all the nobles, they tried to not live over extravagantly. Their home was beautiful and grand, filled to the rafters with beautiful things and family history but they didn't have hundreds of servants dashing around waiting on them hand and foot. His mother had people to help keep the house in order and a cook to help her with the food but she still pitched in like any normal woman would in her own home. They had help keeping the gardens looking immaculate but she knew Lord Trevelyan liked to keep himself busy in his grounds. She loved them because they were the most un-noble noble family she had ever met, just the kind of nobles she liked.
"Maybe she would teach me how to make a cake? A better one than my last one?" Cassandra laughs when she sees her lover shake his head with great enthusiasm, she was sure she could still recall the awful texture and taste of his birthday cake that she had so lovingly made for him.
"No more cake, we made a deal." The Inquisitor smiles as he ducks his head to kiss her, they were going to have to be on their best behaviour at breakfast, a lot more guarded than they usually were with their friends at home, so she was happy to let him linger a little longer than he should. Cassandra places her hands on his chest feeling the soft cotton of his shirt under her fingers.
"It wasn't that bad." Lady Pentaghast replies when he finally removes his lips from hers, she sees him laugh at her words. It really had been that bad, worse than bad. Lord Trevelyan had complained about having eggshell in his teeth for at least an hour before she whisked him to bed to silence his complaints.
"It was a great Birthday though." Lord Trevelyan smiles. "Come on, let's go. I cant wait to see the boys." He gives her a cheeky smile nodding towards the door.
"I'm not very good with children." The Seeker sighs seeing him smile again, he moves to place his hand on their growing child to show her it is a little late to be deciding that. "What if they don't like me?"
"They will love you. They are both great, they can be a little boisterous but that's what you get with us Trevelyan boys. Elliot is such a happy little boy but he is only not long ago a baby so you will find him very easy to please. Jack is just.." The Inquisitor smiles again. "Jack is just amazing, you'll see." Cassandra sees him nod again and give her a grin.
The Seeker suddenly felt nervous, even though she had already met his parents and spent a lot of time with them at Skyhold, she was now in their home not the one in Thedas. She wondered if Annabelle would be there, she knew the children were so it was likely their mother would be too. Part of her wished she had never found out about her lovers past with this woman, but she knew whether he had told her or not Lady Annabelle would still be sat there judging her every move. She had been angry at first that he had failed to mention that he had been set to marry her, but when she saw how much the whole event had hurt him she could understand why he didn't want to talk about it.
They had planned to come to Ostwick to tell his mother and father about their baby, but after receiving the news about Henry she couldn't help but feel like it wouldn't be the right moment to mention it when the family was going through such a difficult time. It was supposed to be happy news and she didn't want them to feel like they were being forced to celebrate even though they were in mourning. It didn't make her feel any easier about it knowing that Annabelle and Henry had just announced that they too were due their third child at around the same time.
"Are you okay?" Lord Trevelyan asks feeling her falter when he steps away to open the door, he moves back to her moving his hands to her hips catching her eyes with his. "Are you feeling unwell?" He asks a look of concern on his face.
"I'm fine" Cassandra gives him the best reassuring smile she can muster, she wasn't very good at family and as much as she loved them already she felt like she was still under inspection because she was far from what most noble families wanted for their sons.
The Seeker knew he wanted her there with him and they were always going to welcome her into their home but she wondered if their less than traditional relationship bothered them, had Annabelle and her big mouth made her way to his parents already?
"I was just thinking about telling your parents.." Lady Pentaghast sighs. The Inquisitor had managed to convince her that all of the things that were worrying her about their news wasn't needed, but what if they told them and they voiced the same worries? Was she too old to be carrying this child?
"By the look on your face, I'm assuming you aren't thinking good things?" Lord Trevelyan frowns slightly when he sees her softly shaking her head. "I thought we wanted to tell them face to face? By the time they visit for the wedding, it will be too late and they will think we've kept it from them. They are going to be so happy for us, Cass." The Inquisitor sighs pulling her into a hug again, she smiles when he strokes her back and rocks her in his arms.
"But what if they aren't happy?" She asks resting her cheek against his chest. "What if they have concerns about the baby and it makes them concerned about you? What if they are angry that we aren't married and think we are bringing shame to your family name?"
"They love Jack and Elliot. They love being Grandparents and they will love our child more than you realise. We aren't going to be able to keep them away from Thedas as soon as they know our child has arrived, you will get sick of seeing them with arms full of gifts and proud smiles." Cassandra smiles at his words, she hoped they would love their child as much as he described and as much as they already did. "If they are concerned it will only be because they love us and want to support us. If for any reason they aren't happy we will return to Skyhold and carry on with our life. We want this baby and if they don't want to be part of that, that's their decision." Lord Trevelyan rubs her back again leaning down to press his mouth into her hair.
"You can't pick us over them, Ash." Cassandra shakes her head again, she knew what it was like to be without a family and she couldn't let him make a choice like that. She wanted the Trevelyan's to be part of their life and hoped it wouldn't come down to a decision like that.
"Lady Pentaghast.." Lord Trevelyan sighs wondering what he is going to do with her to stop her worrying so much. "The moment you told me I was going to be a father was the moment I knew that it wasn't just you, I would fight to be with for the rest of my life but our child too. We will be a family for as long as we have each other and nothing will ever come between us." The Inquisitor smiles at her again when she looks up at him. "There is no choice for me to make, I'm not picking anything. You and our baby are my forever." He adds laughing when he sees her blush.
"Just don't upset them." Lady Pentaghast sighs knowing there is no talking to him when he was being so wonderful and sweet. She wished she could voice her feelings as well as he did rather than just huffing at him, but she was working on it. "If it isn't the right moment to tell them." She adds wrapping her arms around his waist.
"I'll be subtle." The Inquisitor smiles making her laugh out loud and bury her head into his neck. Her lover had no idea of the meaning of subtle. "I will." He adds shaking his head at her making her giggle. "Let's get some breakfast, the beautiful mother of my child." He whispers leaning down to kiss her cheek.
Lady Pentaghast reluctantly lets go of him and lets him move to the door again, he places his hand on the handle before looking back to her checking she is still there and hasn't escaped back to their bedroom.
"I love you, you know that Cassandra." The Inquisitor nods trying to reassure her further that no matter what they would always be together. The Seeker nods at his words dropping her eyes to the floor to hide her blush.
Lord Trevelyan turns the handle pushing the door open so that they can enter the dining room, Cassandra's eyes widen when she takes in the room having never seen anything like it before. She was dreading the door being opened to yet another very large and very stuffy dining room that would be floor to ceiling with ancient paintings, dark drapes and very poor lighting. The Seeker had seen many dining rooms like this in the homes of nobility but this was different.
"It's beautiful.." Cassandra whispers her eyes moving around the room, which is far from a room at all. The Seeker can see that it must be a newer addition to the original house and is likely to be the place that the family spend the majority of their time.
The whole of the room is made of glass and is, in fact, more of a summer room than a traditional dining room, every large window that she gazed out of looked over the great expanse of the gardens and the lands of Ostwick surrounding them. Climbing plants and flowers have been grown all over the outside letting just the right amount of sunshine to stream through the glass but with enough cover that it might be hidden from outside and make the room look like an extension of the garden. Everywhere the Seeker looks there are potted flowers and plants, a large open fireplace on the main wall of the house and lots of very comfortable looking chairs and sofas. She could tell that this was a room that was well used by the whole family and she spots a selection of stray children's toys on one of the fur rugs that cover the floor.
"This is where we like to spend time together." The Inquisitor smiles when he watches her eyes take in the sight of the room, her eyes settle on the hundreds of small candles that are hung from strings or placed along every beam that joins the glass together. "We have a formal dining room but we haven't eaten there since I was a child. This is how we like to do things." Lord Trevelyan smiles again looking happy to be there with her.
"It's lovely." The Seeker says again her eyes finally settling on a large dining table that has lots of chairs crowded around it as if they often entertain a lot of people.
She sees his family are already sat together waiting for them, Lord and Lady Trevelyan sat at the end with the two children on either side of them. Lady Annabelle is sat in the next chair down and the Commander has been seated opposite her. She could imagine all of their friends and family crowded into this enchanting room, forgetting all of the stuffy traditions of dinner parties and masked balls and just enjoying everyone's company like friends old and new.
"Uncle Ashton!" Comes a child's voice excitedly from one end of the table. The Seeker looks to see that Lord and Lady Trevelyan both turn to look their way when they hear the young child's shout of excitement. The Seeker returns the smiles that they show when they see them. "Mother, please may I.." The older of the two boys begins, Cassandra sees him wriggling in his chair desperate to be excused.
"If you must." Lady Annabelle replies not even bothering to look up from the small cup that she has in front of her. "You are excused as well, Elliot." She adds glancing at the smaller boy.
Within seconds of the words even leaving her lips the two boys leap from their chairs and dash around the table as fast as their legs will carry them towards The Seeker and the Inquisitor. Cassandra watches as he moves further into the room when he sees them heading straight for him, he kneels holding his arms open to them.
"There are my favourite boys." The Inquisitor laughs as he has two small bodies thrown at him and into his waiting arms. "I don't think I can pick both of you up, you have grown so much." Lord Trevelyan sighs dramatically as he pretends to not be able to lift them making Cassandra smile. "Oh, you weigh as much as a dragon." He laughs climbing to his feet as he holds them both tightly in a hug.
The Seeker feels a lump forming in her throat when she sees them scramble to hold onto their uncle tighter and he does the same to them. She watches him close his eyes as he holds them against him wondering how he had ever managed to be away from home so long and with the Inquisition.
"Put your Uncle down, boys.." Lady Annabelle sighs when she looks over her shoulder to see that they are both being smothered by his hugs, she glances at Cassandra before looking away again. The Seeker looks to his parents that look like they want to be running to hug their son too but are giving him some time first with the boys that have clearly been lost without him.
"Jack, you are a fully grown man now." The Inquisitor begins in his most serious voice when he lowers the boys to the floor again. Cassandra watches as he kneels in front of them both, he places his hand on top of Jack's head as if measuring how tall he is. "Maybe you should come and join the Inquisition, I could do with fine strong men like you." He adds as Jack nods enthusiastically.
"Elliot, you are almost getting to be as big as your big brother." The Inquisitor smiles when the younger boy almost falls over himself to get another hug from his uncle. The Seeker smiles when she watches the Inquisitor stand up with the boys hanging from his biceps showing them how strong he is to lift them together. Cassandra wondered how much they understood about their father's death, Elliot was only a toddler but Jack the older of the two and might have been told more by his Mother and Grandparents.
"I'm going to be The Commander of the Inquisitor's army." Jack smiles proudly as he watches the Inquisitor pick, Elliot, up again, Lord Trevelyan cradles the small boy in his arms pulling faces at him making him giggle. The Seeker looks over to Cullen whose ears have pricked up hearing this announcement, he just shrugs as he laughs.
"Now my two favourite boys I want you to meet someone very, very special to me.." Lord Trevelyan begins as he looks to Jack and then back to Elliot who was less likely to understand but still wanted to be involved.
"Will you hurry so the boys can eat breakfast?" Lady Annabelle huffs slightly making Cassandra bite her lip, she was certainly a little put out this morning and angry with Ashton. Cassandra looks to his parents who just smile at her, so happy to see their son with the boys but trying to hide the sadness in never getting to see Henry with his sons again.
"Us grown-ups are trying to have a conversation here if you don't mind." The Inquisitor laughs making Annabelle huff again before looking back to his Nephews. "This is Lady Pentaghast, she is very important to me and I brought her all the way here to meet you. We are hoping to be getting married and I want you both to be there so if you say it's okay and you like her I'd like your permission, what do you think?" Lord Trevelyan looks to Jack who looks up at Cassandra. The Seeker feels herself freeze under the child's gaze, what was she supposed to do? Was she supposed to talk to it?
"She's very pretty." Jack finally announces with a nod, he looks to her again and gives her a smile. The Seeker looks down at Jack wondering how strange it must be for him to have all of these people passing through his home all the time, sometimes not seeing them again and sometimes not seeing them for months. He was a child and not aware of the life that was set out before him but she wondered how much he knew about what he had lost and the funeral that was going to take place the next day.
"It's nice to meet you, Jack." Lady Pentaghast smiles again watching as Lord and Lady Trevelyan finally get to get up from their seats and are wrapping their arms around the Inquisitor, telling him they are so glad he is home. His mother begins placing kisses all over his poor bruised face as she gushes to him about how happy they are that Ashton and Cassandra are there. "How old are you?" Cassandra asks watching him process her question carefully, he gives her a little cheeky grin that she has seen on Lord Trevelyan's face many times before.
"I'm eight." Jack nods standing on his tiptoes trying to make himself look taller. The Seeker figured Lord Trevelyan must have still been a young man when his first Nephew was born, he'd said himself that he had rushed home to be present for the birth of Jack. "Are you here for Fathers funeral?" He asks when Cassandra looks into his face, she wondered if he had heard his family talking about it rather than talking to him. He was a similar age to the age she was when she lost her parents.
"We are, but I so wanted to meet you as well." The Seeker adds receiving a nod from him.
"Jack, will you sit down." Lady Annabelle snaps at him when she notices he is talking to Cassandra. "Next to me now." She hisses when she sees that he isn't doing as he is told. Lady Pentaghast feels sorry for him when she sees his shoulders slump at his Mother's words. He skulks back over to the table, climbing into his seat next to his mother without a word, waiting to be allowed to have his breakfast.
"You need to eat before it all gets cold." Lady Trevelyan laughs when she holds her arms out trying to relieve the Inquisitor of the small child that is climbing all over him, giggling hysterically every time Lord Trevelyan boops his nose and whooping with excitement whenever he pulls faces at him.
"It's okay, I've got him." The Inquisitor smiles leaning to place a kiss on his Mothers cheek. "Come sit next to me," Lord Trevelyan adds holding his free hand out to Cassandra, she gladly takes it and lets him lead her over to the table.
"Nice of you to join us." The Commander smiles when he stands up moving down a chair so The Inquisitor and the Seeker can sit next to each other. "Your parents have been telling me all about this amazing room.." Cullen adds looking around it again, he leans back in his chair slightly able to get a better view of the fluffy white clouds passing over them in the bright blue sky.
"It's great when it rains." The Inquisitor nods as he sits down in his chair opposite Jack, he lets Elliot stand on his knee who has no intention of letting go of him and is too busy clinging onto Lord Trevelyan's neck. "In the winter when its cold outside and we have the fire going, it almost makes you forget everything that is going on, on the other side of the glass. We spend a lot of time in here don't we boys?" The Seeker watches Elliot throw his arms around his Uncles neck again, glad he is home too.
"Why can't I sit with Uncle Ashton?" Jack whispers to no one in particular but still loud enough for his mother to hear who turns to glare at him. Cassandra watches his Grandfather place his hand on Jacks arm trying to soothe him and reassure him that he will get time with him again after breakfast.
"Be quiet." Annabelle hisses diverting her eyes to her son again. The Seeker looks at Jack seeing that his bottom lip is beginning to tremble slightly, Jack looks up at the Inquisitor again trying to pretend he isn't wanting to cry. Cassandra sees Lord and Lady Trevelyan glance at each other, clearly not happy with how the children were currently being treated. The Inquisitor had told her what a great mother Annabelle was so she couldn't help wonder if her mourning for her husband had caused her to be upset with her sons. Jack looks at Cassandra, a familiar sadness in his even more familiar brown pools of eyes.
"You know you are my bravest boy, Jack." The Inquisitor leans in whispering to him, "Sometimes big brothers have to let their little brothers be taken care of for a while. Now you are a big brother you have to make sure Elliot is okay. I had a big brother that was just as brave as you." Lord Trevelyan adds making a small smile tug at Jack's face.
"Would anyone like some juice?" William asks receiving a nod and positive response from everyone at the table. Cassandra watches as he fetches drinks for everyone before the food is brought out and placed on the table; large piles of eggs, cheese, fruit, bread and pastries are served making The Seeker's eyes bulge at the sight of it all.
"This is much better than breakfast at Skyhold." Cullen laughs when he sees the expression on the Seeker's face. They certainly never went without at Skyhold but they didn't always have the access to the fresh fruits and vegetables if the weather was bad and many of the people that lived with them had very varying tastes in food and drink which meant they never knew what would be on the menu, sometimes the food could be rather unusual to their tastes.
The Seeker watches the family all tuck into the breakfast that is before them, laughing and talking amongst themselves. Involving her in all of their conversations about life at Skyhold, their upcoming wedding and what the future might hold. Cassandra smiles when she watches the Inquisitor with Elliot, sitting the small boy on his knee and helping him tuck into some fresh fruit and bread that mainly ends up on the floor and all over his face. She can't help but feel her heart swell when she sees him wipe his little hands and face and that he is going to be a much better Father than she could ever have imagined.
Lord and Lady Trevelyan fuss over their Grandsons, both of them making sure that they have a large portion of toast and jam each until their hands and faces are covered with sticky sugar residue. Lady Pentaghast feels herself looking at Annabelle often, part of her felt sorry for the woman that was sat in front of her. She was still turned out as if she was going to masked ball but she still had sadness in her eyes when she looked at her children and their Uncle.
"His hair is so blonde now.." Cassandra hears the Inquisitor comment when she watches him take a lock of his Nephews hair between his fingers. "I always imagined he would be dark like Jack is." Lord Trevelyan adds nodding towards his eldest who is devouring an apple in massive bites. The Seeker diverts her eyes to Jack having not really noticed how different the pair were until The Inquisitor had mentioned it.
"He is more like me than Henry," Annabelle replies trying to smile at him, Cassandra sees her nod and worry her bottom lip. The Seeker could see that Elliot was going to be the exact image of his mother when he got older; he already had her piercing light eyes and her bright blonde curly locks. Elliot and Jack looked nothing alike and were as different as night and day.
"I guess so.." The Inquisitor replies, obviously not wanting to talk about it any further. Cassandra watches his parents begin to get up from the table to tidy everything away from breakfast.
"Please let me get that." The Seeker says standing up from her chair and reaching for a plate that is quickly taken from her hand, Lady Trevelyan shakes her head motioning for her to sit down. "After you both have done all of this for us, the least I can do is help clear the table." Cassandra smiles seeing them both shake their heads again.
"You are our guest, you won't be clearing the table. Sit with Ashton for a while. You both deserve some time together to relax." Lady Trevelyan smiles when she gives her a nod, she was going to do what she was told even though she felt she should be doing something to help when they had been so kind and generous to her. She hoped there would be some way that they could repay their kindness and decided that the best thing she could do to thank the family for welcoming her into it, was to support them in this difficult time.
"I should take them to get cleaned up.." Annabelle sighs when she looks at the mess that her youngest son has got himself into. "I need to rest.."
"Already?" Lord Trevelyan asks looking disappointed that his time with the boys is over so soon when Lady Annabelle stands up and holds her hands out for him to pass Elliot to her. The Inquisitor picks his young blonde Nephew up off of his lap and hands him to his Mother.
"I am with child Ashton. I can't be dashing around." Annabelle sighs again when Elliot begins wriggling trying to get out of her arms and back to Lord Trevelyan. The Inquisitor glances at Cassandra who just raises her eyebrows, she had been dashing around just fine and with a sword in her hands. Annabelle couldn't be much later into her pregnancy than the Seeker but she seemed to want to use it to her advantage.
"Why don't you leave Jack down here with us? He won't get into mischief and it will give you some quiet for a while" The Inquisitor says reaching out his hand to brush Elliot's cheek. "We'll stay here and you'll know where he is." Cassandra didn't know how he had ever managed to leave this house and leave them when she could see they meant so much to him, it must have been difficult to see his brother and Annabelle raising a family in the same house he was living in however and difficult enough to drive him away. "Please Annabelle, I never get to see him. I'm missing out on him growing up as it is." He adds trying to convince her.
"Just, don't let him break anything." Annabelle sighs looking down at her son. "Behave or I will know." She warns him. "If I hear a peep out of you, you will stay in your room and I won't allow you to spend any more time with each other." She adds shaking her head at him.
Cassandra watches him shrink down in his seat, she wondered why Annabelle was so hard on him when he seemed like such a well behaved child. Annabelle adjusts her hold on Elliot, who is still struggling, before moving towards the door and leaving to retire to her room.
"Ashton, your Mother and I are meeting a Chantry Mother this morning. Will you stay here and make sure Annabelle and the boys are okay? You don't need to be there for this." Lord Trevelyan pats his son on the shoulder when the Inquisitor just nods. "Be sure you fetch an extra special treat for our good boy Jack, later on. There are some cakes in the pantry." William smiles at his Grandson as if to say Jack was always a good boy.
"Are you sure you don't want us to come with you?" The Inquisitor asks as he stands to say goodbye to his parents.
"You have both had a long trip, rest for a while and enjoy being home." William Trevelyan smiles again giving his son another pat on the shoulder and a squeeze, he looks to Cassandra with a nod of thanks for bringing him home to them.
"Uncle Ashton.." Jack begins when he looks to see that all of the other grown-ups have now left the room apart from his Uncle, the Seeker and the Commander that are still sat at the table opposite him. "May I have a cake now?" He asks giving them the sweetest smile he can manage.
"You've only just had breakfast." Lord Trevelyan laughs as he gets up from his seat and moves around the table to where Jack sits. "Surely you are so full of breakfast you couldn't possibly have room for cake?" He asks bending down in front of him, Cassandra laughs when the Inquisitor leans forward pressing his ear against his Nephew's stomach "It sounds pretty full in there." He adds making the boy giggle.
"Grandmother says that you will always have room for cake even when you are full." Jack nods confidently making the Inquisitor smile, that sounded like something his mother would say.
"Okay, how about we go and have a look at these cakes and we will make the decision when we get there. If they look too good to resist we'll just have to have one now, deal?" Lord Trevelyan asks holding his hand out for Jack to shake.
"Deal." Jack giggles shaking his Uncles outstretched hand with great enthusiasm. The Seeker noticed that Jack hadn't even mentioned his Uncle's cuts and bruises and wondered if he was used to the young lord coming home looking like that.
"We are going to get a cake." The Inquisitor says turning to smile at Cassandra. "Don't miss me too much and I will be right back." Lord Trevelyan adds leaning over the table to kiss Cassandra. Lady Pentaghast gives him a bashful smile when he mouths that he loves her, knowing that Cullen is sat right next to her watching the exchange. "Come on Jack, lets' see what we can find." The Inquisitor turns to smile at his eldest Nephew, she watches him place his hand in the dark mop of hair ruffling it beneath his palms.
"Don't be too long." The Seeker smiles seeing Jack throw his arms around his uncle's waist again, she wondered how long it would be until the small boy would feel like he was too old to act this way.
She hoped it wouldn't be for some time to come because she could see nothing but pride on Lord Trevelyan's face every time he looked at him and wouldn't like to think the relationship would change, she hoped the boys would be able to attend their wedding that they were planning to hold at Skyhold but she knew it was a long journey for them.
"It's strange how different siblings look in Lord Trevelyan's family. I know not all brothers look alike but Jack and Elliot certainly look completely different." The Commander says when he is sure the Inquisitor is out of earshot, Cassandra watches him scoop the boy up in his arms again carrying him to the kitchen.
"Ashton's brother Daniel is the same. He looks nothing like the Inquisitor. He looks a lot like Lady Trevelyan from what I've seen of him in the pictures. I guess Henry and Ashton are more like their father." Lady Pentaghast nods when she watches the pair leave the room in search of cake. "Elliot takes after Annabelle, He has her light complexion." The Seeker adds glancing at Cullen.
"Henry and Ashton look like brothers, yes but they still look different I think." The Commander nods directing his eyes to Cassandra "It's just strange to see the young boys together. Jack is so dark. Dark hair and those dark eyes." The Commander looks nervously around the room again still trying to take in how amazing it feels to be sat under so much glass and feeling like you are out in the elements. "Although I've seen pictures of Henry, I don't think Jack looks anything like him either. His eyes are different. When I look at him I don't see either of his parents looking back at me." Cullen mumbles suddenly looking back to Cassandra when he sees that she is staring at him.
"He looks like Ashton, doesn't he?" Cassandra just nods when Cullen drops his eyes.