There were two things that Lady Pentaghast was sure of. The first was that she was overcome with happiness to be married to Lord Trevelyan. Yes this development was going to have to be kept a secret but they were married, a real husband and wife. They had only been married for one hour, but so far it had been the best hour of her life and she was so far, a very contented wife. They hadn't had any disagreements as a married couple and she was finding it increasingly difficult to keep the smile from her face every time she looked at her sweet Inquisitor. Her Husband. The second was that Cassandra had no idea how she was going to be able to keep their marriage a secret. She wanted more than anything to dash into the house and the estate and tell anyone that would listen that she had a loving husband to always come home to and that Ashton Trevelyan would always be hers. The Seeker knew that happy endings and ridiculously romantic gestures usually only happened in the books that she read, but her Inquisitor had done a good job of giving her all the romance she had always dreamed of.
The Seeker sighs happily to herself as she looks up to the bright blue cloudless sky above them through the light covering of leaves, the tree that they lay beneath offering them a little shade. They'd decided that they could steal some time away together before they needed to return to the house and finish getting ready for their trip home. Their ceremony had been nothing more than an exchanging of words and rings, with Ser Rutherford as a witness and a Chantry Mother present to bless them and make it official. It had been everything they had needed it to be although Cassandra couldn't help but wonder how difficult it had been for Lord Trevelyan to not have his family present and in on their secret.
Cassandra feels Lord Trevelyan stretch his arms above his head before tucking one behind him, working some unseen aches from his body that she knows he still has from his injuries and might be suffering with for some time. She nestles her head into his neck again, her hand coming to rest on his stomach that she strokes beneath her palm. She traces the lines of his stomach for a moment hearing him sigh at her touch and place his hand over hers. Cassandra glances up at him; seeing that he has his eyes closed and looks to be enjoying a moment of peace. Lady Pentaghast smiles lightly to herself when she watches him lift their hands to his eye level as he opens them, she sees him smile when he turns her hand gently, taking in the sight of the ring on her finger and the way that the light sets it off perfectly. Cassandra lets herself take a moment to admire her new wedding ring. A beautiful and delicate gold band sits snug to her knuckle as if it has been made exactly to fit her finger and her finger alone. The Inquisitor turns her hand watching the large perfectly cut blue diamond that sits surrounded by five smaller clear ones, sparkle. Lady Pentaghast knew she had never owned anything as beautiful and extravagant as the ring that he had given her today but she loved it already.
"It suits you, don't you think?" The Inquisitor smiles as he watches it reflect the sunlight. Cassandra just nods at his words hearing him chuckle. "You make me so happy." Lord Trevelyan whispers ducking his head to look at her, his eyes fixing on hers makes the smile creep onto her face again that he mirrors. "After everything that has happened.." He adds drawing her hand to his mouth to press a kiss against the back of it. "Through all the darkness we face.."
"You make me happy, too." Cassandra sighs noticing that the brown eyes that he examines her with aren't filled with as much worry as they usually are, wondering when the last time was that she had seen him looking so happy.
"I'm a lucky man." The Inquisitor laughs when he sees Cassandra wrinkling her nose at him. He was always so quick to compliment her and even though she never got tired of hearing it, it was fun to rile him. "Luckiest man alive." He continues as she feels him place his arm over her and to her waist drawing her closer still.
"You have built the Inquisition on more luck than skill, this is true." Lady Pentaghast giggles when she hears Lord Trevelyan snort at her. "You do fall into these situations.." The Seeker laughs as she watches Lord Trevelyan frown at her words, she reaches her hand to his face stroking his cheek beneath her fingers. When he continues to frown at her she leans forward to press her lips against his feeling him smile beneath her mouth.
They were going to have to wipe the telltale grins from their faces before they returned to their family or their secret wasn't going to stay that way for very long. Cassandra giggles quietly when he rolls onto his side drawing her closer to him, she feels his hand cup her face directing her mouth to his as he deepens their kiss. She lets her legs tangle with his as he moves her onto her back.
"We should probably return to the house.." Lady Pentaghast sighs quietly when he removes his lips from hers, knowing her words won't be what Lord Trevelyan will want to hear. She watches him shake his head as he moves to rest against her shoulder. "They will be wondering where we are, Husband." Cassandra adds as she places her palm on his back.
The Seeker feels him sigh as she absentmindedly trails her fingers up to his shoulder blades drawing shapes and swirls through the cotton of his shirt onto his back. Cassandra begins sliding her finger, trailing it in the shape of a heart in the centre of his back hearing him chuckle when he realises what she is trying to draw. She traces the hard lines of his muscles as he shifts his weight to lean up on his arms next to her.
"Five more minutes, then we'll go." Comes Lord Trevelyan's reply as Cassandra feels him relax again against her, she places her hand on the back of his head stroking the soft hair at the base of his neck. She feels the large smile on her face again when she feels him nuzzle his mouth against her jaw, his lips as gentle as he can brushing against her skin.
"We need to finish packing." She whispers when she feels his hand move to her waist, he slides his palms down onto her hips making her sigh. "We need to say goodbye to our family.." Cassandra adds receiving a grumble from him. He was obviously very contended to spend the whole day rolling in the grass with her.
"Maybe I don't want to share you." The Inquisitor laughs before placing another kiss against her throat. "Ten more minutes." He adds making The Seeker laugh at his protesting. She had to share him with the whole world, she was certain he could share her for another few hours with the ones that loved him most.
"Every ten minutes we spend here is ten minutes you don't have with me behind closed doors." Cassandra giggles when Lord Trevelyan raises his head to look at her, she sees him raise his eyebrows at her in question. "Just think what you can do in ten minutes, My Lord" Lady Pentaghast whispers seeing him smirk.
"Are we talking about ten minutes after undressing you?" Lord Trevelyan laughs giving her the best cheeky smile he can. Cassandra bites her lip trying to resist kissing him. "I thought you said we needed to pack?" He asks leaning up on his arms again so he can look at her.
"Well the quicker we get everything in the trunks.." Cassandra begins trailing off, he understood exactly what she meant and she did not doubt that their packing wouldn't be taking very long.
The Seeker smiles when he rests an arm either side of her again leaning over her, he dips his head to kiss her as he places his palms against the side of her head so he can stroke his fingers through her hair. She wraps her arms around him tightly holding him against her wanting to keep him close for as long as she could.
"Times up, let's go Lady Trevelyan." The Inquisitor sighs as he pushes himself up to a kneeling position between her legs. Cassandra freezes at his words watching a frown appear on his face when he sees the look of confusion on hers. "What's wrong?" She hears him ask her as she just shakes her head lightly. Lady Trevelyan.
"You called me Lady Trevelyan." The Seeker mumbles trying to process this. After years of her Uncle trying to marry her off to the richest noble or the one with the most power, she'd always shunned and refused to have any part of it. Now here she was willingly married to the man she loved. Cassandra laughs out loud when she sees how confused and concerned her husband looks.
"Well, technically you are.." Lord Trevelyan begins as she watches him scratch the back of his head suddenly becoming lost for words. "I mean we've never done things traditionally before.." He adds. "You don't need to be a Trevelyan if you don't want to." He sighs when she notices he looks upset.
"Of course I want to be." The Seeker laughs as she sits up and throws her arms around him again, he wraps her into another hug pressing a kiss onto the top of her head. "It's just the first time I've heard it." She adds seeing him smile and nod. Not only was she willingly married to the man she loved, but she was also planning on saving the world at his side so that they could settle down into a somewhat of a normal life. "But for now we'll have to keep with the Pentaghast." She sees him nod again; a secret was a secret.
Cassandra knew how respected the Pentaghast's had once been before her Mother and Father were disgraced. She'd always hoped to regain some of her families esteem that remaining member's had worked so hard to destroy with their petty squabbling, but right now she was happy to leave the bad memories behind and embrace the love and family she now had in the Trevelyan's.
"Then let's go, Lady Trevelyan." The Inquisitor says again making her smile. She nods as she watches him climb to his feet and hold out his hand to her. Cassandra lets him wrap his hand around hers and pull her up from the ground, he slips his fingers between hers reminding her of an action her friend Cullen had done.
"Do you think Cullen will keep our secret?" Lady Pentaghast asks when she lets him lead her away from the tree, following him back towards the Trevelyan house.
She places her other hand over theirs smiling for a moment when she realises that the man holding her hand now was nothing like Ser Rutherford. Lord Trevelyan loved her for everything she was, not just an ideal version of herself.
"Do you trust him?" Lord Trevelyan asks glancing over his shoulder at her. Cassandra gives a light nod before dropping her eyes to the ground, suddenly becoming very interested in the grass beneath their feet as they walk. "If you trust him, then so do I." He adds, pulling her gently closer to him so that she is walking at his side and not behind him.
"With my life.." The Seeker mumbles seeing him look sideways at her and fix his eyes onto her face. "Maybe not with yours though." Cassandra laughs when she hears Lord Trevelyan do the same with a loud 'Ha!'
"Well, as much as we don't see eye to eye." The Inquisitor begins making Cassandra roll her eyes at him; that was the understatement of the year. "We have come to an understanding and things are going to be different going forward." He sighs when she wraps her arms around him, stepping onto her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. She knew he would do anything for her, even make peace with the Commander.
"Did you use the Inquisitor card?" Lady Pentaghast giggles making him snort. She'd fallen for it so many times and she was sure even when the time came that the Inquisition was no longer needed, or he was handing the title over to someone else, he would still try and use it as a reason for people to do as he said.
"No, actually.." Lord Trevelyan chuckles as he wraps his arm around her waist as they walk. "I used the 'I'm Cassandra's husband and I'll break your legs if you ever touch her again' card.." He adds making her stop in her tracks for a moment and narrow her eyes at him. He'd definitely used the Inquisitor card, her love wasn't known for his enjoyment of violence for the sake of violence.
"Liar." Cassandra snorts seeing the grin appear on his face. Lord Trevelyan had been protective of her very soon after meeting each other; he'd always gone out of his way to keep her safe and worried about her.
She'd found it frustrating at first and as if he didn't believe she could take care of herself, now she knew it was just the first way he'd been able to show her he loved her.
"Well, I could have." The Inquisitor smirks continuing to walk, pulling her along with him. He wraps his arm around her again as she settles against him, feeling his warmth at her side. "That's what husbands do, isn't it? Fend off, unwanted suitors?" He asks as Cassandra lets her eyes wander around the grounds for a moment as they enter the gardens and are engulfed by the bright colours and smell of the flowers.
"Thank you for being my Husband." The Seeker replies turning her attention back to him when she realises he has been gazing at her. She drops her eyes from his wondering why he enjoyed spending so much time looking at her. When she glances up at him again he is still watching her but with a lopsided grin on his face. She was sure she'd never set eyes on anyone as handsome as him, especially when his eyes were on her. "I didn't think I'd ever get married.." Cassandra begins pretending she doesn't see him frown as she looks at her feet again.
"Why not?" He asks bumping her gently with his hip to get her attention back to him. "I bet you had suitors scrambling to meet with you," He laughs noticing that she just shrugs beneath his arm.
"When I started sending them away, my Uncle stopped inviting them." Lady Pentaghast whispers with a light huff. Once she'd started sending everyone away, no one visited her, let alone suitors. It wasn't until she'd left to join the Seekers that she had had human contact again. They'd said she was cold and unfeeling; in reality, she was just out of practice. "You know what they used to say about me. Who would want to marry me?"
The Seeker feels him stop again and turn her to face him; he wraps his arms around her completely letting her rest her head against his chest trying to offer her some comfort. Luckily for her, she knew she wouldn't have to be on her own again or without people that loved her.
"My life isn't the only one that would have turned out differently if all of this hadn't happened." Lord Trevelyan whispers. "And I wanted to marry you, it didn't take me long to decide that, Cass." She feels him cup her face in his hands and turns her face to look at him, he gently brushes her hair away from her face. "It took you a little longer to come around to the idea." He laughs.
"You don't just marry a man you've just met." The Seeker sighs when he presses a kiss against her forehead. "Especially one that just appears from nowhere. Even if you think he's wonderful." She mumbles.
"Even if you think he's?" The Inquisitor smirks trying to rile her. She huffs when she feels him squeeze her. "I didn't hear you.." He adds lifting his hand to cup his ear to help him hear her response, she sighs grabbing hold of his hand to lower it.
"Wonderful.." Cassandra huffs again while struggling out of his arms and escaping his hold, she watches him cross them over his chest as she steps away from him. It was sometimes hard to think straight when he had his arms around her. "Handsome and Perfect" She adds hearing him laugh, she gives him a light smile when she hears how happy he sounds. She had been the last to know that he'd planned to marry her.
"Surely those are good reasons to marry someone?" He asks tilting his head with his question. He had given her everything she'd ever asked of him.
At first, it was, what she thought it would be, a fleeting and whirlwind affair full of passion that would end as soon as he'd left them and returned to Ostwick. But then when he'd stayed he'd given her romance and wooed her. Most importantly he'd given her what she didn't know she had been missing and that was a best friend and a soul mate.
Cassandra thinks it over for a moment, what would have happened if she had agreed to marry him sooner? Would they have left the Inquisition and fled together before they got too deep into the fight they faced? His dedication was clear from the start and maybe for all the reasons they tried to keep their relationship a secret, those were the reasons they couldn't have married sooner. Maybe this was the right moment. She looks at him, letting her eyes fix on his deep brown ones that gaze back at her full of a mixture of love and wanting.
"Come here.." Lady Pentaghast whispers lifting her hand, she beckons him closer with her finger seeing the corner of his mouth lift into a smirk. She watches him uncross his arms and his eyes dart to her finger and then back to her face. "A husband should also kiss his wife, at least once, every day.." Cassandra giggles when she sees him nod.
"What if we are apart?" He asks her stepping closer to her. She didn't want to think about them being apart, not ever.
"I will take some in advance," Lady Pentaghast whispers receiving another nod from him. "Just be sure there are enough to tide me over." She sighs when he is suddenly in her space again and his arms are around her.
Cassandra wraps her arms around his neck when he lifts her off of the floor and crushes his mouth against hers, his lips and kiss so full of need and demanding she is sure she can feel the fire spreading through her body. She feels his hands slide to her thighs as he lifts her higher so she can move her legs around his hips. She sighs with disappointment when he breaks their kiss and takes hold of her around her waist, she giggles again when he not very gracefully lowers them to the ground again.
"Sorry, Cass." He mumbles when they hit the ground harder than he had intended, he places his palm onto the grass trying to support her. The Inquisitor opens his mouth to offer another apology or a quip but she leans up to press her mouth against his in a hard kiss, her teeth nipping at his bottom lip drawing a groan from deep in his chest. She slips her hands beneath the bottom of his shirt, sliding them up his back when he feels his fingers tuck into her waistband.
Cassandra feels him shift his weight on top of her when she tightens her hold on him, her fingers digging into his back when he drops his mouth to her neck and begins kissing his way down to her shoulder. The Seeker feels her breath catch when she looks down at him, feeling the lust dripping from him when she watches him kneel up between her thighs and fix his eyes on her. He slides his hands beneath her tunic, lifting it higher to expose her stomach and bare skin to him making her giggle. He trails his hands over her sides like he has done so many times before, his warm hands tracing the shape of her ribcage making her feel her pulse throbbing beneath his touch. She rests her hands on his thighs as she watches him move his palms to cover the slight swelling of her stomach.
"Ash.." Cassandra sighs seeing him smirk and lean over her again to kiss her. She forces her fingers through his hair desperate to get him closer to her, holding him tight so she can return his kiss with just as much enthusiasm.
When he sits back again he moves his hands higher finally covering her breasts, making her arch towards him when he gently massages her with his thumbs. She bites her bottom lip to keep from moaning lightly when he dips his head and presses his mouth against any skin he can reach. He presses gentle kisses around her belly button making her squirm, he tucks his fingers into the top of her trousers again beginning to tug them down from her hips. Lady Pentaghast watches him look up at her again before his expression changes to that of panic.
"Maker.." The Inquisitor huffs, quickly removing his hands from her and rocking back onto his knees. "It's my Mother." He hisses making Cassandra feel like the colour is draining from her face, she quickly sits up tugging down and replacing her tunic that he had been trying to remove.
Lady Pentaghast looks over her shoulder and spots Lady Trevelyan walking through the gardens towards them and then back at her lover, watching him smoothing his clothing.
"This is your fault" Cassandra hisses at him giving him a shove in the chest almost knocking him back from where he crouches. He wobbles for a moment on his heels until she grabs hold of hands full of his shirt. "Did she see us?" She whispers when she hears him begin to laugh, she frowns at him. "This isn't funny."
"It is a little bit funny.." The Inquisitor whispers back to her before quickly leaning towards her kissing her, removing her pout from her face. She narrows her eyes at him wondering if her mouth looked as kissed as his did, she feels him stroke her cheek gently. "Of course she didn't see us." He adds as he begins climbing to his feet, Cassandra grabs his hand trying to pull him down onto the floor again. If she hadn't spotted them, maybe they should just hide between the flowers and wait for her to pass.
"Wait until she has returned to the house." The Seeker whispers placing her hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving. She giggles again when he lifts his head trying to see how close she is. "Ashton.." Cassandra hisses at him again covering her mouth from laughing when he begins craning his neck trying to see where Lady Trevelyan now is. He holds his finger up to his mouth nodding that she isn't very far away from their hiding spot.
"My Mother is looking for us." The Inquisitor whispers when The Seeker strokes her hands up onto his neck. "She can either find us hiding or find us passing some time innocently in the sunshine." He adds as she just sighs. "I don't think sneaking past and back to the house is an option." Lord Trevelyan places his hands on her arms.
"Cullen was right about you," Cassandra whispers at him seeing the corner of his mouth pull into a smile. "He always told me you would get me into trouble with your ways." She adds with a giggle, she sees him go to open his mouth to argue that he doesn't have ways so places a finger to his lips.
"I don't have ways." He laughs when she removes her finger "Just follow my lead, My Lady." The Inquisitor whispers to her before he jumps to his feet, he holds a hand out to her dragging her up next to him.
He glances over at her giving her a cheeky smile. Cassandra just shakes her head, sure whatever scheme he is going to come up with won't end well. She lets him grip her hand tightly and quickly step out and onto the path.
"Well, I personally.." Lord Trevelyan begins raising his voice. "Think that The History of The Chantry CHAPTER FOUR is my favourite!" He shouts receiving an elbow to his side trying to tell him to be less obvious.
"Oh, there you are." Lady Trevelyan smiles as she looks over her shoulder suddenly realising that they are now behind her and walking hand in hand through the gardens. "I've been looking for you both." She adds as Cassandra watches her inspect them both closely as they reach her, a slight look of confusion on her face as to why she hadn't seen them sooner.
"Mother.." The Inquisitor replies sweetly giving her the best smile he can, he drops her hand as he reaches to embrace his Mother for a moment. "We didn't see you there." He adds as Cassandra does the same receiving a warm smile and hug from Lady Trevelyan.
"Where have you been?" Lady Trevelyan asks them as The Seeker feels him move back to her side and wrap his arm lightly around her waist, his hand moving to rest on her hip.
She turns her head to look at him, fixing his eyes on his mouth as he just smiles. Like butter wouldn't melt, her husband was good at acting the innocent part. Cassandra wraps her arm around his waist, mirroring him with her hand on his back.
"Lady Pentaghast and I were just discussing our favourite writing of the Chantry." The Inquisitor begins turning his eyes to her, she feels him squeeze her waist beneath his palm. She was suddenly wishing that she had the blood bond with him again so that she could send him the signals to shut his mouth and stop talking. "Cassandra in particular tells me she enjoys the chapter about the Purity of Marriage." The Seeker nearly chokes on her breath when she hears his reply and lets out a snort.
"Oh excuse me.." Cassandra says quickly raising her hand to her mouth and nose to cover her laugh. She digs her fingers into his side feeling him move suddenly at her sharp jab. "Allergies." The Seeker adds feeling his Mother's eyes on her as she gives her a sympathetic smile.
"Oh Ashton," Lady Trevelyan begins when Cassandra watches her eyes dart to her hand and the beautiful ring that is sat on her finger. The Seeker holds her hand still for a moment wondering if their secret is already no longer just theirs. "You gave Cassandra the ring?" The Inquisitor's Mother asks with a sniff as she turns her attention to her son. Cassandra quickly takes the moment of her being distracted to drop her hand and hold it behind her. "When did you give it to her?" She sniffs again when Lady Pentaghast watches her eyes begin to fill with tears.
"Today.." Lord Trevelyan mumbles when she watches him shove his hand into his pocket. He was wearing his wedding band and had forgotten to remove it before they'd started back to the estate. "You told me I had to give it to the woman I intended to spend my life with." The Inquisitor drops his eyes to the floor for a moment when Cassandra looks at him.
She hadn't realised the ring had so much significance and had assumed he had bought it for her in Val Royeaux. She wanted to throw her arms around him and tell him how wonderful his words were but his Mother sounded upset that he'd given it to her.
"I'd assumed you'd given it to Annabelle?" Lady Trevelyan whispers as she dabs at her eyes with the back of her hand.
The Seeker frowns slightly when she hears this, she wasn't sure she liked the idea of her ring belonging to Annabelle. He'd given it to her as a sign of his love and their marriage and she didn't want either of them to think of his former betrothed whenever they looked at it. How could Lord Trevelyan think that giving her this ring, when it had belonged to someone else, could ever be a good idea?
"When I never saw her wearing it.." She trails off when she sees how uncomfortable her son looks. "I assumed it wasn't her style." Lady Trevelyan sniffs again.
"But, it's beautiful." Cassandra wraps her arm around Lord Trevelyan's waist again making him look at her, she gives him a questioning look but a gentle squeeze so he knows she is there. "It's the most beautiful ring I've ever seen. How could anyone not love it?" She adds when she glances at Lady Trevelyan who just nods and gives her a warm smile. His mother wasn't upset, maybe just overwhelmed and surprised to see her wearing the ring.
"It has been in our family for a very long time, Cassandra." Lady Trevelyan smiles again. Lady Pentaghast feels her watching her closely when she brings her hand from behind her back, glancing down at the way the stones sparkle. "The Trevelyan ladies have worn that ring for generations" She sighs.
Cassandra feels a slight tinge of worry when she thinks about that, generations of noblewomen had worn the ring and managed to not lose or damage it. It would be a lot of responsibility now to keep it safe.
"Maybe you should have it back Louisa.." Lady Pentaghast whispers taking hold of the ring between her fingers beginning to slide it from her hand. "Maybe he shouldn't have given it to me if it belongs to Annabelle," Cassandra adds twisting the gold band to remove it.
"No." Lord Trevelyan replies as he grabs hold of her hand stopping her from removing the ring. He covers her hand with both of as he turns to face her; she feels his eyes on her as he lifts their hands to place them on his chest over his heart. "This ring belongs to me." He adds. "My Grandmother gave it to my Mother.." She watches him glance at Lady Trevelyan. "She gave it to me and I have given it to you."
"I can't wear it if Annabelle has," Cassandra whispers feeling a wave of sadness wash over her.
She would rather have never seen the ring than have to give it back to him. He could have given her a piece of string tied in a knot and she would have still worn it proudly because it was from her Inquisitor. Even the idea of Annabelle knowing about the ring and rejecting it upset her.
"Annabelle has never even seen that ring, let alone worn it." Lord Trevelyan whispers giving her a light smile. "I never gave it to Annabelle." The Inquisitor adds drawing her attention completely to him. "It didn't feel right to give something so important to her." He adds making Cassandra smile.
He'd never had with Annabelle what they had. She closes her eyes for a moment when he dips his head to press a gentle kiss against her cheek, his mouth lingering for longer than is appropriate.
"So I can keep it?" Lady Pentaghast asks seeing him nod slowly and the corner of his mouth tug up into a grin. "If you don't mind of course Lady Trevelyan?" Cassandra directs quickly towards his Mother as she turns to look at her.
"Nothing would make me happier than you wearing that ring Cassandra." Lady Trevelyan smiles making Cassandra do the same. "That is obviously what makes my son happy too." She adds as The Seeker nods in agreement, Lord Trevelyan did talk about how happy he was a lot of the time.
She notices that Lady Trevelyan is now taking a lot of interest in both of their hands that are still pressed against The Inquisitor's chest. The Seeker looks down at his hand that covers hers and the wedding band that is obvious to anyone, especially his Mother. She quickly removes her hand from him, pulling his hand down to his waist.
"Did you get married?" Louisa smiles making Lord Trevelyan let out a sigh and throw his hands into the air; frustrated that what he'd hoped to be able to keep a secret for a while longer was already being found out. Lady Pentaghast watches The Inquisitor fold his arms over his chest not responding to his Mother. "Well?" Lady Trevelyan asks fixing her eyes on her son. Cassandra looks at Lady Trevelyan and sees that she doesn't look upset or disappointed, just that she is teasing him and playing on his stubbornness.
"I can't talk about this with you." The Inquisitor whispers shaking his head. Lady Pentaghast smiles lightly when she sees Lady Trevelyan clap her hands together as if she is going to burst with excitement.
"My Lord.." Cassandra sighs as she looks at him, she takes hold of his arms pulling them down from where he has them crossed over his chest, trying to make him relax and look less defensive. "I don't think Lady Trevelyan is going to believe you." She adds stepping in front of him so she can look into his face.
"It was supposed to be a secret. I am putting them all in danger just by being here." Lord Trevelyan whispers, lowering his voice so that he is directing it just to her. He places his hands on her shoulders, slowly trailing them down her arms. "We should never have come here." He adds looking over her head towards Lady Trevelyan.
"No one knows we are in Ostwick," Cassandra whispers seeing how worried he suddenly looks, the wonderful brief moment of his complete happiness gone right in front of her eyes. She places her hands on his waist trying to soothe his worry. "The darkness hasn't followed us here. Your Mother won't tell anyone". Lady Pentaghast gives him a reassuring smile.
"I won't tell anyone, not even your Father." Lady Trevelyan laughs drawing their attention back to her. The Seeker knew that she loved her son and would do anything to make him happy. "Are you sure I can't tell him?" She laughs as Cassandra smiles at her.
"If they find out about us, they'll know how to get to me.." Lord Trevelyan sighs bringing his hand up to rub the bridge of his nose. "If they believe my family know anything about you, what will they do to get that information?" Cassandra watches him place his hands on his hips and drop his head slightly. "I've risked them all by marrying you here for my selfish reasons. I've dragged my family into this danger."
"We are fine Ashton, we have protection here." Lady Trevelyan adds trying to help ease his concerns, she nods trying to convince him of her words. "You haven't dragged us into anything." She whispers with a sigh.
"They are safe here." The Seeker places her hand on his shoulders, her other one on his face as she strokes his cheek beneath her palm.
She lets her thumb trace the scar on his lip making him look at her, she gives him a slight smile trying to reassure him that her words were true. They'd wanted to waste no more time in getting married but The Seeker knew he'd also wanted to keep it a secret so that it couldn't be used against them by their enemies.
"I would have wanted you all to be there.." The Inquisitor raises his head to settle his eyes on Lady Trevelyan who just nods slowly trying to keep the smile from her face. "We both wanted you all to be there but it is too dangerous."
"But, we could have arranged something if we'd known.." Lady Trevelyan begins but sees her son just shake his head. "You should have just told me, I wouldn't have told anyone Ashton." She adds making him smile and nod again.
"I have to protect my wife and my child." The Inquisitor mumbles biting at his bottom lip. "We didn't do it to keep it from you. I know this family has dealt with enough secrets. I just needed to know that Cassandra and our baby would be taken care of if anything was to happen to me," He adds as Cassandra watches his Mother's face fall at his words. "I want to spend whatever time I have left with her as my wife."
"Ash.." Lady Pentaghast whispers placing her finger to her lips trying to get him to stop talking, she didn't want him to say things like that in front of Lady Trevelyan. She had already lost a son and she didn't need to hear about losing another. Cassandra sees him smile at her that he appreciated her worry for his Mother.
"If we'd had a wedding here with a guest list full of nobles it would have drawn attention to us all. We couldn't risk that. We can't have the people that are opposing us to come here and use you to get to me. I was trying to protect you as well as us." Lord Trevelyan sighs again and looks at his Mother who finally allows a large smile onto her face making him snort when he sees how happy she looks. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"I'm sorry you didn't tell me too, but I'm happy for you both." Lady Trevelyan whispers as Cassandra watches her approach them. "I do understand that you are trying to protect us and protecting Cassandra." She adds as Lady Pentaghast sees a look of relief in his face that she isn't upset with him.
"We promise we will still have our Wedding at Skyhold. One that isn't a secret." Cassandra replies and watches another large smile appear on Lady Trevelyan's face as she nods enthusiastically. "When all of this is over and we are safe." The Seeker adds.
"If the danger is so great.." Lady Trevelyan whispers as she steps closer. "Can't you stay with us? You would be safe here." Louisa gives them both a light smile as she offers her suggestion.
Cassandra feels The Inquisitor reach for her hand, he wraps his fingers around hers pulling her hand into his. She knew part of him wanted to take up Lady Trevelyan's offer and hide with her in Ostwick if nothing else to keep her safe.
"I wish we could.." Lord Trevelyan replies as he draws his Mother towards him with his other arm, pulling her against him and into a hug. Cassandra wraps her arms around them both. "But we have so much still to do." He adds as he dips his head to press his chin against the top of his Mother's head.
"Just come back soon," Lady Trevelyan mumbles squeezing him tightly. "But when you leave make sure you take the trunk with you that I've prepared. There are some things you might want." She adds as Cassandra watches Lord Trevelyan glance at her and shrug lightly clearly not knowing what she would be sending them back with.