Euphoria, if it was the proper word, had taken hold of her. The feeling was one of a sense of such light-headedness, and increased arousal, not the result of intimacy, though that was what she was seeking now as she rushed to the High Seeker's chambers in the main hall of the Chantry, but from arriving at the moment she, and she alone, was born to reach... her destiny.

Cassandra closed her mouth over Lilith's lips as the young Malificar smiled at her lover, "You are going to make this a better world," the lovely Orleasian sighed as her finger's gently traced Lilith's nipples through her lace dress."

"No," the lovely mage sighed, "WE are. I need you and our precious Leliana to find these fools for me, bring them to the Divine, then we can make this a true 'house of Andraste', not a symbol of a male god's oppression. I cannot linger in the Chantry. I need to keep up my pubic image as 'The Mistress' of Thedas."

Cassandra dropped to her knees before her lover, and lifted the hem of her dress, "Let me be the first to kneel before you, and accept," she pulled down Lilith's silk undergarment's, "your blessing, "she kissed Lilith's navel as her fingertips caressed her lover's nether lips, then deftly pulled back the clitoral hood and lightly stroked the tender nerve cluster till Lilith gasped, and sighed, She looked up a her young lover, "Do you remember our first night together?"

Lilith smiled and pulled her dress over her head.

Cassandra smiled and once again took hold of Lilith's naked breasts, and gently caressed and massaged them as she softly closed her lips over Lilith's engorged clitoris.

Hours later Lilith stepped from the Chantry into the company of her parents, Ariani, Varric, and a contingent of escorts from the Seekers, as well as a few dozen Dahlish who had blended in with the crowd. Her face was a mask of disbelief and an almost euphoric high, "I'm sorry for the long wait."

"You needed to have your time together with Cassandra, we understand... when your mother found me in the deep roads we were..."

Morrigan smiled and kissed Aeden, "Try not to think too much, that's my job darling, just stand there being yummy."

"What did she say darling?," Aeden finally asked when Morrigan relented his mouth.

"I'm to clear all Divines from this point on to death, as well as all the higher rank. If there is a question of someone's honesty, I will taste their blood and find it; if they refuse... they will be excommunicated: I am the decider of their fate - the Overlord of the Chantry, a new office."

"So your now what? boss of the Divine?" Varric asked with a wry smirk.

"No silly," Lilith said, "But I decide if they are worthy of holding the office, by tasting of their blood, I am the last rite. If I confirm answers they gave to personal questions were honest, they get confirmed if not, they are rejected. Also, all Templar's , Knight Commanders and other officers accused of abuses will be subject to that same confirmation, and I determine their fitness for duty, or their fate within the order - including execution."

"Morrigan," Aeden sighed turning to her mother, "You can stop smiling.

"Oh my love... no I can't," Morrigan took hold of Lilith's arm, and hugged her around the waist with her other arm, "A malificar holds the fate of Templars in her hand, the fate of the future Divine, all of it is just so... JUST, and who is it? Who else other than MY daughter."

"What am I?," Aeden asked .

"Oh I'm sorry... You helped to, my pretty pony. He really is so cute."

"So I take it all the other business is done?" Varric asked, more than a little depressed, "The bordellos', the spying, the intrigue... the fun?"

"Nope," Lilith chimed in happily, "It isn't a position that I hold publicly. NO one knows my identity but the Divine, and after her... no one. The more I indulge in the darker aspects of life, the less likely I am of being the Overlord."

"The better she does the job," Morrigan sighed.

"I told her my idea."

"And?," Aeden asked anxiously.

Morrigan shook her head in anticipation of it's rejection.

"Mother I haven't answered daddy."

"I know pretty girl," Morrigan answered with a sigh," I've been in the company of these hypocrites all my life. They see Flemeths and Ander's everywhere they look, in the eyes of children."

"You have no idea how right you are mother...," she agreed, "It will be a slow process, but it will start soon. We need to get rid of potential Merediths first. I need to be in Orlea for the entire season. You'd love to be there mother: they'll bring all suspected of zealotry; Knight Commanders will be brought to me bound, hooded, and on their knees for my tasting. If what has been told to the Divine by first hand witnesses, also cleared by me, is found to be true... they will be excommunicated, arrested, possibly executed if the crime fits. Including the killing and undeserved 'tranquiling' of of a mage. They will be replaced by Knight Commanders like Knight Commander Cullen of Kirkwall; compassionate people who look to educate the inexperienced, not bully them out of fear."

"Well, that is a change isn't it?," Aeden responded "The beginning of the age of compassion. Now all we need to do is bring all of Thedas to the same table, and ensure the rights of mages to hold titles, and own land and businesses, let people see them as what they are... people."

"And what of Blood Mages?," Varric asked.

"Leave them to Cormack," Lilith sighed, "and his new friends."