Lady Cassandra Trevelyan glances at the man at her side when she hears his teeth come into contact with the surface of the juicy green apple he holds in his hand. She sees him take a large bite out of it as she hears it crunch into his waiting mouth. The Inquisitor diverts his attention from his breakfast and to her, a large grin appearing on his face when he notices she is watching him chew. Cassandra snorts quietly when she watches some of the juice from the apple drip down his chin because he is too busy smiling at her and not paying attention to what he is doing.

"Why are you looking at me?" The Inquisitor asks as he gives her another smile making her shake her head. Considering her husband, Lord Trevelyan had grown up in a noble household and had been taught about how to behave like a proper Lord, he had definitely forgotten some of the finer details.

"Because you are adorable." The Seeker replies as she leans forward from her space on the long wooden bench to reach her hand out to him, she wipes the drop of sweet liquid from his chin with her finger before bringing it back to her own mouth.

"I'm glad you think so." Lord Trevelyan chuckles holding the apple out to her, she shakes her head that she doesn't want any and watches him lift it to his lips again taking another bite. The muffled crunch showing her how fresh and crisp the fruit is and how well they are doing to be getting such nice food to them in the mountains and Skyhold.

Cassandra watches him take a quick look over his shoulder when he hears loud voices and jeering coming from the next table that is full of visiting soldiers from neighbouring land. All eating their breakfast as quickly as they can before they have to be at their posts or out into the yard to be drilled by their commander. She follows his eye line and sees them begin jostling each other as they eat, glad that they aren't sitting at their table and wondering if they behaved that way all the time or if they saved it just for them.

Mealtimes weren't always this loud at Skyhold, but you could always guarantee if they had visitors it was impossible to hear yourself think or focus on anything else. Even though it was sometimes hard to find a seat if you weren't quick enough, especially now there were so many of them, the members of the Inquisition were always quiet and respectful. Skyhold was their home too.

"Are you finished yet?" Lady Trevelyan asks him when he turns his attention back to her, she sees his brow crease as he shakes his head. "You can't still be hungry." She adds when she sees him smile again and drop his eyes to her plate, seeing that he notices that she hasn't touched much of her own breakfast.

"I'm a still growing." The Inquisitor replies as he lowers the apple from his mouth and turns it over his in his hand to reach a bit that he hasn't sunk his teeth into yet. Cassandra laughs quietly as his words, she was certain that at 31 years old and the size and height of her husband, he didn't have any more growing to do. "You should eat more Cass.." He adds as she feels his eyes on her.

"I'm not hungry." The Seeker replies giving him a reassuring smile, in truth, she always felt a little nauseous these days and nothing tasted the same as it had before. All she wanted to do was eat chocolate and even that made her sick. Cassandra lifts her leg over the bench so that her feet are resting on the floor each side of it. "I'm the one that's growing." Lady Trevelyan huffs quietly noticing that he drops his eyes and smiles again. "Nothing fits me.." She whispers crossing her arms over her body.

"Well that's a good thing isn't it?" Lord Trevelyan whispers his reply as he leans forward in his own seat. "That means he's going to be big and strong." He adds as he drops the rest of his apple onto his empty plate.

She watches him wrap his hand around the mug that he's been drinking from, lifting it to his mouth to take a quick drink before replacing it. He turns in his seat, lifting his leg so that he is straddling the bench and facing her mirroring her body with his.

"He?" She asks watching him shrug and give her another grin.

"There are a lot of boys in my family. We had Robert, maybe this one will be a boy too." The Inquisitor smiles, she sees him wipe his mouth with the back of his hand getting distracted again by the loud soldiers behind them.

Cassandra would never fully understand why after all of these years they still had to have visiting nobles and their unruly attache in Skyhold. Very large groups like this didn't happen as often these days, but the constant stream of visitors was draining on them all. It felt like an invasion of their privacy, and she knew how much Ashton and her friends hated it too. But, Josephine had insisted they had to continue to protect their alliances and have Skyhold as a meeting place and a space for diplomatic talks. So, they'd continue to come and those that lived there would continue to feel uncomfortable.

Lady Trevelyan was also regretting their decisions to eat in the Great Hall this morning, noticing that their noise is bothering Lord Trevelyan the most. The Seeker enjoyed the mornings that they had their breakfast as a family in their tower or the evenings her husband would bring her snacks that he'd found in the kitchen, but she knew that he sometimes wanted to be seen. Not as someone that was in charge and hiding away in his private quarters, even if they did both enjoy the privacy and solace it provided them and their son too. It wouldn't be long until they would be a family of four, and she did sometimes wonder how they would manage with her husband trying to work from their tower as well as raise their children.

"That is exactly what this world needs.." Cassandra begins as she places her hands on his leather-covered knees. "More boisterous Trevelyan boys." She giggles. "I think secretly you'd love to have a little girl to dote on." She sees a smile tug at the corner of his mouth.

"The world can never have enough Trevelyan's." He laughs. "You became one didn't you?" He asks fixing his eyes on her as she nods, they'd been married for six wonderful years. "I will dote on our child no matter what." The Inquisitor chuckles as she feels him place his hand on her arm drawing it away from her body to try and stop her being so self-conscious. "A son or daughter would make me the happiest father I could be." He adds making Cassandra smile and nod, she felt the same way and it made her heart sing just thinking about what a wonderful father he was to Robert, and would continue to be to their next child.

"Your happiness doesn't change the fact that soon I won't be able to fit into my armour or my clothes." The Seeker whispers when he moves his hand to rest against her stomach, his fingertips gently stroking their baby.

It wasn't so obvious that she couldn't hide it beneath a large tunic, but if you knew it was clear to see that she was showing. Her stomach was swelling and getting bigger every day. She was over halfway, and even though they were now working for the Divine, and as a peacekeeping force, she was still sometimes required to wear her armour. Squeezing into it was becoming a challenge.

"We'll get you new armour, as many sets as you'd like. Some new clothes, too." Lord Trevelyan begins making her sigh. "I think you look beautiful." He adds making her laugh quietly when he lifts his hand to brush a strand of her hair away from her face, her face reddening at his sweet words.

Lord Trevelyan was always quick to compliment her and had become an expert on her appearance and body, mostly because he spent so much time looking at and worshipping every inch of her.

"Thank you." Cassandra sighs again as she finds his hand with hers that he has rested against her, she wraps her fingers around his quickly looking past him hoping they aren't being too obvious in front of the visitors that are gathered and eating their breakfast. They tried to keep it behind closed doors, but sometimes the temptation to touch and kiss him was too much.

"I'll ask around today and see if anyone has any suggestions to ease your sickness." Lady Trevelyan looks into his face giving him the best reassuring nod and smile that she can when she notices that he looks concerned about her. "It will soon pass." He adds with a nod of his own making Cassandra remember the last time he had said that to her when she was feeling so unwell on their sea crossing to Ostwick when she'd been carrying Robert.

So much had happened to them while they were there but all these years later, they were still together, and she loved him more every day. She'd never thought it was possible to love someone as she loved her husband, never knew such love could exist until she found him. They'd faced every challenge together, and although not always easy, nothing was stronger than them.

"I know." Lady Trevelyan whispers trying to put his mind at ease, the last thing he needed was to be even more of an anxious father-to-be than he already was. "I'm fine, Ash." She replies dropping her eyes from him and back to her untouched plate.

"We'll ask Harritt to make you some new armour?" The Inquisitor asks as she feels him place his finger beneath her chin, he tilts her face up to look at him again. "Something both lovely and fierce. Just like my wife." Lord Trevelyan smirks making her snort. Flatterer.

She feels his eyes on her again as he leans forward to press a soft kiss against her mouth, forgetting for a moment that they are in such a public place. Everyone in Skyhold knew the truth that they'd been together almost from the start, everyone had been present for their large wedding at Skyhold, and everyone had been there when they'd welcomed their first child into the world, but they did try and remain as professional as they could when they weren't with their close friends and the inner circle. Only their friend Cullen and Lord Trevelyan's Mother had known about their secret about getting married in Ostwick, although it was now common knowledge, she still did try to remain subtle.

"Maybe I should ask him for something as complimentary and smooth as my husband." Lady Trevelyan whispers hearing him laugh out loud, suddenly drawing attention to them. Cassandra smiles and holds her finger to her lips telling him to be quiet.

"Impossible." The Inquisitor replies as she sees him grin at her, his deep brown eyes revealing his happiness at being with her in their home and no hint of worry that she used to so often see. She feels him take hold of her hand again, linking his fingers through hers. "I have to go soon.." Lord Trevelyan sighs making her lower her eyes from his and nod slowly, time with him was never long enough and there was always someone that needed his attention.

"I'm sorry you have so much to do." Lady Trevelyan whispers hearing him laugh lightly.

She could understand why he used to want to get out of Skyhold as often as he could, he always felt that he was making a difference and helping people when they were on the road but now that he was mostly here he got cornered by nobles. They never let him have a moments peace and always had questions and problems for him. Time in Skyhold these days usually meant he got dragged into political issues and having to deal with paperwork. Most of all she knew how much he hated judging people that were brought before him as a peacekeeper of the Divine.

"If it makes a difference to someone." He begins making her smile.

The Inquisitor had always cared about helping people above all else in the time she'd know him, always feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders as he tried to help them all. She knew he really hadn't ever had an interest in gaining power and he had always said that people would lend them aid for their fight if all they did was help others, and they had.

Cassandra lets go of his hand and wraps her arms around her body again as she watches him climb to his feet and step completely over the pew that they've been sat on. Lord Trevelyan reaches for his favourite, much worn and slightly tatty coat that he's placed on the bench beside them, lifting it by the collar and resting it over his shoulder rather than putting it on.

"Promise me you'll try and have some breakfast?" Lord Trevelyan asks as she watches him lean towards her and press a kiss against the top of her head. "Don't make me tell Cullen." He whispers into her dark hair making her smile, if there was anything worse than Lord Trevelyan worrying about her, it was Lord Trevelyan and Ser Rutherford worrying about her.

The Seeker drops her arms again and slips them around him drawing him closer to her; she presses her cheek against his stomach for a moment feeling him wrap his arm around her head and stroke her hair.

"You have much more to worry about than me missing breakfast." Cassandra giggles as she feels him reluctantly let go of her. He quickly ducks his head to press his mouth against hers in a gentle kiss, she watches him lift his hand to kiss his fingertips and places it on her stomach giving her a small smile.

"Lady Trevelyan!" Cassandra hears her name being called causing The Inquisitor to pull away from her, making them both look towards the main doors of Skyhold. She sees the Ambassador Montilyet stepping through them, closing them behind her as she hurries towards her table. "Lord Trevelyan, may I speak with you both for a moment?" Josephine adds as she slips onto the bench on the opposite side of the table before Cassandra manages to invite her to do so. The Seeker hears her Inquisitor sigh.

"I actually have another issue that I need to tend to.." The Inquisitor begins until Cassandra shakes his head at him, no way was he going to get out of this and abandon her. "But I'm sure it can wait." He huffs dropping his coat back onto the bench in surrender.

"Of course." The Seeker begins, grabbing hold of Lord Trevelyan's hand and dragging him back onto the pew next to her. If she was going to be facing Lady Montilyet, he was going to be sat at her side.

She lets her eyes move over The Ambassador for a moment, letting herself take in Josephine's appearance. As always the Ambassador was dressed to perfection in a beautiful purple and gold outfit with matching jewellery. Cassandra wondered how she always managed to look so prepared for visiting nobles and understood why she always felt so underdressed around her.

"I'm afraid it's a rather.. sensitive matter." Lady Montilyet begins, lowering her voice to a whisper as she leans over the table towards Cassandra and Ashton. "It's about Lord Trevelyan." Josephine sighs dramatically making The Seeker frown, she wasn't sure how sensitive a matter the Inquisitor was and why she would want to talk about him. Usually, when their Ambassador wanted to talk about her husband, it was to gush about how wonderful she thinks he is and how handsome he looks.

"What has he done now?" Lady Trevelyan asks, glancing to look at Lord Trevelyan who returns her gaze and shrugs and smiles innocently.

The Seeker watches his smile widen at the corner of his mouth. Maybe she was here to complain about another set of Nobles he's upset or that he didn't bow low enough at his last meeting with the Chantry. Cassandra notices Lady Montilyet suddenly look worried and begin waving her hands, stopping her train of thought that he's done something wrong.

"Oh.." Josephine begins. "He's done nothing wrong, Lady Trevelyan." She says quickly waving her hands more vigorously as she begins to look embarrassed. "You are wonderful, My Lord." Lady Montilyet sighs directing her attention to Lord Trevelyan, she brushes the dark curls back from her face as she continues. "Truly wonderful.." She adds making Cassandra huff quietly.

"Yes, he really is." Casandra replies smiling to herself when she feels his arm wrap lightly around her waist, she didn't want her to see how much her fawning bothered her. "So what did you want to speak to us about? About Ash?" Cassandra asks again drawing the conversation back to why they were being bothered in the first place.

"Well, you see.." Josephine begins leaning further across the table and out of her seat, fiddling with a small tassel on her sleeve for a moment. "We have some very, very important visitors due at Skyhold to meet with Lord Trevelyan." The Ambassador lowers her voice again glancing around them to see how private their conversation is. "They may be the most important guests we've ever had here." She mumbles.

"Well that's a good thing, isn't it? Are they offering us support?" Lord Trevelyan begins as Cassandra glances at him, she could see he was interested in why his Ambassador needed to speak to him but that he was eager to get back to his day.

She hears someone call his name from across the other side of the room, making them both turn to see who is shouting for him. Cassandra drops her hands from the table, placing her hand gently onto his thigh.

"Ash!" The Commander shouts again making Lord Trevelyan and The Seeker look over their shoulders again. They see Cullen begin motioning for him as if he must speak to him.

"Hold that thought." The Inquisitor begins giving Josephine and apologetic smile and swiftly climbs to his feet and off of the bench, he quickly moves across the great hall, weaving his way around the tables until he reaches Ser Rutherford. Cassandra watches as they both disappear through the door and she can no longer see them before turning her attention back to her husband's ambassador.

"Why are you telling me this?" Lady Trevelyan asks watching Lady Montilyet bite her bottom lip for a moment as if she is about to explode with all of the reasons she was worried about their visit. "Shouldn't you be discussing this with Lord Trevelyan alone?"

"Well, I hoped that if I discussed this with the both of you, you would be able to discuss it with him." Josephine smiles and nods enthusiastically. "It might be better if it came from you." Cassandra feels herself frown again when she watches something grab Lady Montilyet's attention, she sits up in her seat and begins waving at someone making Cassandra roll her eyes. The Seeker glances over her shoulder and sees that The Inquisitor has stepped back into the Great Hall with Cullen at his side, the pair in deep conversation about something.

"See, he's over there you could speak to him yourself." Lady Trevelyan whispers as she watches Lord Trevelyan look up to see if she is still sitting at their breakfast table, smiling when he spots her.

"It's just that Lord Trevelyan doesn't always act as he should.." The Ambassador begins making Cassandra turn back to her. She raises her brows in surprise hearing her words. "I don't mean it as any disrespect to our Inquisitor." She adds smiling at The Seeker.

"Are you really going to tell me that you don't think he is doing everything that he should be?" Lady Trevelyan whispers, suddenly feeling offended on behalf of her husband. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Of course that is disrespectful to Ashton. After everything he has done for us for all these years and for the Inquisition." Cassandra continues feeling her temper beginning to flare as she begins raising her voice.

"Cassandra.." Lady Montilyet sighs.

"Everything that he has sacrificed and every time he has put himself at risk for all of you." She snaps watching Lady Montilyet raise her hands again in defence, trying to stop Cassandra saying anymore as she begins noticing that everyone in the Great Hall has gone quiet and there are lots of eyes on the pair. "He has lost so much, his arm, his family.." Cassandra huffs again.

"No, Lady Trevelyan please understand that isn't what I meant.." The Ambassador whispers shaking her head as she fixes her eyes on Cassandra. "I just meant.." She adds as The Seeker cuts her off.

"You have no idea what he still goes through every day for all of you!" Cassandra shouts again before shutting her mouth tight, she clenches her hands tightly into fists trying to calm herself. Her brave and sweet Inquisitor didn't deserve any of this but he still carried the responsibility on his shoulders. "He suffers to keep us safe while you wine and dine with Nobility. Ashton is out there working, trying to keep the peace, and fighting for what is right and you complain and berate him for not being a well behaved Lord." The Seeker sees Josephine drop her eyes and sigh sadly. Cassandra crosses her arms again realising she might have said too much when she hears Lord Trevelyan and Ser Rutherford have made their way over to the table.

"What's going on?" The Inquisitor asks when The Seeker feels his eyes on her and he reaches out to place his hand on her shoulder. "Is everything okay?" He adds squeezing her beneath his palm. Cassandra just nods her head avoiding looking at him, she feels him step over the bench and sit at her side. Lady Trevelyan sighs to herself when she feels his arm around her, still supporting her even though he'd seen her shouting. "Lady Montilyet?" He asks when he sees that Josephine looks upset.

"I was just going to ask Cassandra to tell you, Lord Trevelyan, that I've invited a tailor to visit tomorrow," Lady Montilyet whispers fixing her eyes on The Inquisitor. "I know that you like to wear the clothes that he's used to, but I wanted them to make you something special." She adds with a sniff making him reach across the table and pat her hand trying to offer her some comfort.

"Forgive me." Lady Trevelyan whispers seeing Lady Montilyet nod when she looks up at her. "I'm so sorry Josephine." She sighs suddenly feeling guilty for losing her temper with the Ambassador when she had meant well. "I know you wouldn't purposely say anything against him." Cassandra feels herself sigh with relief when she sees Josephine nod and smile. "I'm just protective of him.." She adds feeling her lover lean into her. "I'm just tired and the noise in here." Lady Trevelyan whispers receiving another nod from the Ambassador. Tired and pregnant, she thinks to herself.

"Just a misunderstanding." The Commander sighs drawing her attention to him, her best friend. She was sure that he had been feeling every bit of that anger that had been bubbling inside her because of their blood bond. Cassandra sees the smile in his amber eyes when he looks at her.

"Exactly, no harm done." Lord Trevelyan adds with a weak smile. Cassandra watches him exchange a look with Cullen and nod his head towards Josephine, clearly trying to signal for him to remove her from the Great Hall to keep the situation calm. The Seeker huffs lightly when she sees this.

"Maybe you'd like to take a walk with me, Josephine?" Cullen asks as Cassandra watches him hold his hand out to the Ambassador, giving her a reassuring smile that no one was going to continue shouting at her. "You could tell me all about the visit." He adds.

Cassandra lifts her hand to her mouth trying to hide her smile when she watches The Commander shake his head at her, a light smile at the edge of his lips that it is her fault he's going to have to comfort Josephine. Her friend knew what it was like to be on the sharp end of her tongue.

"I would like that." The Ambassador nods as Cassandra watches her accepting his hand and letting him guide her to her feet, Josephine carefully steps out from behind the bench and takes the arm that he offers to her. The Seeker feels Lord Trevelyan fidget at her side when he waits for Cullen and Josephine to walk away.

"I'm sorry for shouting." Lady Trevelyan whispers when she is sure the pair are out of earshot, she turns towards The Inquisitor waiting for his reaction.

Cassandra knew he always worried about her when she let her anger take over and even more so when they both knew she was supposed to try to remain calm and collected while carrying their child. She'd been suffering so much in this pregnancy and it only made him worry more. Her husband was still not always convinced that her bond with Cullen was a good thing, even after all these years. She so wished the bond was with Ashton, and she knew he wished it was with her too so he could help her at times like this.

"You didn't need to create a scene to get my attention." Lord Trevelyan sighs making Cassandra snort and smile lightly as he knocks his shoulder against hers. "Why were you so angry?" He asks as she feels him move his hand to her waist, holding her at his side.

"I was trying to defend you." Lady Trevelyan shrugs, she places both of her hands on the table in front of her as she lowers her head. Cassandra takes a deep breath trying to focus on calming herself completely. "I thought she was going to start lecturing me on all of the ways that you aren't behaving as you should." She adds hearing him chuckle.

"You don't have to defend me." The Inquisitor whispers, leaning towards her to press his mouth against the side of her head. Lady Trevelyan closes her eyes for a moment glad of his comfort. "I don't like seeing you like this, Cass." He mumbles as she sighs again. "I'm worried about you." He adds removing his lips from her, she turns her head to look at him when he cups her cheek in his hand.

"It's just the pregnancy," Cassandra mumbles seeing him shake his head lightly and trail his thumb over her lip for a moment, they both knew her temper had been around a lot longer than their baby had. But, she had to admit she was really struggling this time. "It is." She sighs when he leans closer and kisses her again.

"Whatever you say, Lady Trevelyan." Her husband smiles lightly against her lips as she places her hands on his knees. "I don't remember it being like this with Robert?" Lord Trevelyan adds as she watches him lean back and fixes his eyes on her.

"It wasn't this bad." Lady Trevelyan whispers as she feels him covering her hand with his own. "I'm just so tired, Ash." She sighs lightly and notices he nods and slips his fingers through hers. "I feel so sick." Cassandra continues and notices how concerned her husband looks. It had been almost seven years since she'd last carried a child, and she had to understand that her body was older than it had been then.

"I know.." Lord Trevelyan sighs and lowers his eyes to his boots.

"I just ache, and I hurt.." She adds quietly, drawing his eyes back to her and seeing him nod again. Cassandra knew she didn't need to share this with him again and he already knows how much she is suffering, he already had more than enough to worry about too.

"I wish there was something I could do." Lord Trevelyan sighs as she feels him leaning closer and resting his forehead against hers, noticing his attention is drawn to the noise behind them again and he glances at the soldiers.

"You do so much." Cassandra smiles lightly at him and trails her hands through his hair and onto his shoulders, trying to get him to forget about the noise and focus on her. "For everyone.."

"That probably doesn't help matters." Lord Trevelyan sighs as he motions towards the soldiers and eyes meet hers so she shakes her head lightly, Skyhold had changed since they'd accepted the offer from the Exalted Council, and not for the better.

"I love Skyhold, Ashton." Cassandra begins and lifts her hands to his cheeks. "I love our home, I love the life we have here." She adds and strokes her fingers against his skin. "But.." Lady Trevelyan notices he smiles lightly at her and can tell he's thinking the same.

"It feels like we are sharing our home with the whole world?" Lord Trevelyan gives her a half-smile making her nod, she knew he felt the same as she did.

"The whole world." Lady Trevelyan laughs lightly. "With all of their soldiers, and all of their noise." She whispers making him smile and nod in agreement.

Cassandra strokes his cheeks again and notices he sighs and he is watching her, the concern being replaced with nothing but love. Lady Trevelyan knew she could live forever and never get tired of the look of love she saw when she looked into his eyes. Unfaltering, unconditional, and all for her.

"I think you need some rest." He nods making her go to interrupt him but he continues. "I think you need some peace." Ashton smiles again when she strokes the front of his hair. "We could live somewhere else." She hears him say.

"I love our tower.." Lady Trevelyan whispers.

"I do too." He smiles at her. "It worked when it was just us." Lord Trevelyan continues and she notices he takes hold of her hand in his. "It worked when it was us and Robert." She sees him smile as if remembering the time they spent there as a family. "Our family is growing so maybe it's time for us to move into the grounds?" The Inquisitor looks into her face.

"Are you sure you would be happy?" Cassandra asks and sees him nod. "You picked the tower because it was the heart of Skyhold.." She sighs and hears him chuckle lightly.

"I picked the tower because I wanted to be alone with you." The Inquisitor grins at her, making her smile when she remembers their first night at Skyhold. "Which worked, didn't it?" He adds as his smile widens.

"It worked." The Seeker smiles and leans closer to him, letting her lips softly touch his. "Once I'd had you, I don't believe I ever left.." She adds and feels him smile beneath her mouth when she kisses him again. "We have so many memories there." Cassandra nods.

"We can make more memories." Ashton smiles. "We don't have to give it up completely.." He adds and she nods lightly, she knew he'd probably keep it as his office if nothing else. "We could have a nice little place nearby." Lord Trevelyan continues. "Robert could have his own room, you could have your own garden." She sighs quietly at his words, it did sound perfect.

"It does sound wonderful." Cassandra nods and glances over his shoulder when she hears the door bang and another group of traders enter the Great Hall. "I know this is our home." She adds.

"Wherever you and my children are, that's my home." Lord Trevelyan says and she notices his eyes are on hers. "I want you to step away from all of this." He adds making her sigh. "You work too hard and it's putting too much strain on you." Her husband gives her a reassuring smile. "It's time to let go." The Inquisitor nods.

Cassandra lowers her eyes from him for a moment, not sure how she felt about the idea of letting go and stepping away. The Inquisition had been her whole life for years and even after they'd defeated Corypheus and become a peacekeeping force, she'd still had so much work to do at Skyhold. But, to walk away from all of that? Lord Trevelyan had managed to start to conduct more work from home, even if she knew he hated the work but enjoyed the extra time with his family. But could she really just spend her days without all the responsibility and pressure that was usually on her? How would she fill her days if not with work and never-ending paperwork?

"There is still so much to do.." Lady Trevelyan sighs as she raises her eyes to meet his. "We still need supplies and trade.." Cassandra adds. "There are still building projects and deals to be made." The Seeker nods until she notices he doesn't look convinced. "What would I do? I've never not worked." She sighs quietly.

"You hand that over to someone else." Lord Trevelyan begins and she feels him squeezing her hand. "Wouldn't it be nice to spend your days in the sun?" He asks making her smile because he knows how much she loves that. "More time to spend with our children? Getting to go for a ride just because you want to? Sleeping in for the whole morning because you have nothing else to do?" The Inquisitor chuckles.

"I hate that you always talk sense.." Cassandra whispers making him laugh even more. "I hate that you are always right." She snorts. "I want those things." Lady Trevelyan sighs and sees him smile, glad that she's agreeing with him.

"You deserve those things." He smiles.

"But what about you?" She asks him as she leans closer and rests against his chest, letting her head lay on his shoulder. "You work too hard, too." She adds.

"You work harder than me.." She hears Lord Trevelyan's reply and he lifts his hand to stroke her back. "In truth, you always have." He adds making her sigh and shake her head. "Everyone talks about the things I did. The sacrifices I made, the things I lost." He sighs as she feels him placing his hand on the back of her head. "You were right there with me." She hears him add and that he presses his mouth into her hair.

"Why are you so wonderful?" Cassandra sighs and sits up to look at him, watching a smile stretch onto his face when their eyes meet.

"Because of you." Lord Trevelyan smiles. "You gave me this life." She hears him continue, making her sigh when she wonders how he can believe that. "Cass, you changed everything for me." Her husband smiles, the smile that she'd fallen in love with so many years ago.

"You changed everything for me, too." Lady Trevelyan says, looking into his eyes and hoping he knows that she means it. He'd given her more than she'd ever hoped for and now he was allowing her to enjoy time away from it all. "I am who I am because of you." She adds and rests her hands on his shoulders.

"You were always great." Lord Trevelyan smiles as she slides her arms around his neck and feels him wrap his arm around her. "So please, rest.." He sighs. "Take care of our little one." The Inquisitor whispers and she knows he is trying not to let anyone over hear him. "Let me find you some peace." She hears him chuckle.

"Okay." Cassandra smiles and presses her mouth against his. "I promise I'll rest." She adds with another kiss, noticing that her words make him smile.

"That is all I want." He whispers.

"As long as you promise to never miss a meal with us." Lady Trevelyan smiles when she hears him sigh dramatically and smile at her. "You must never miss putting Robert to bed." She adds. "And, I want at least five mornings a week in bed with you."

"I promise I won't miss any mealtimes." Her husband's smile widens. "I will always be there for bedtime." He nods. "Only five? I want six or I'm not agreeing to anything." He adds and she notices the twinkle of mischief in his eyes when he fixes them on her.

"I want seven." Lady Trevelyan whispers as she watches him nod so she draws him into another soft kiss. "Do we have a deal, Lord Trevelyan?" Cassandra grins and hears him laugh.

"We have a deal." He nods as she feels him lift his arm from around her and hold it out to shake, wondering how long him not working as much would last.