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It was an open field, a valley between two mountains, where some old ruins were nestled.

They didn't see the dragon before it landed on them, looming out of the darkness as the dusk began to set. Massive claws swiped at the group, scattering them in a cruel form of hide and seek within the crumbling walls.

Cass pushed herself to her feet, grasping her sword, her shield nowhere in sight. She couldn't see the others, couldn't call out before she saw the large scaly face looming out of the shadows, eyes glinting with rage.

She held her sword out and braced herself for a hit, body tense and ready to fight. The dragon inched closer, predator circling prey. She lashed out, sword impacting with its nose, sending it back with a hiss.

The strain of air crackled as it drew in a breath, the smell of lightning filling the stagnant air. The seeker closed her eyes, bracing herself for the hit.

It never came.

Time seemed to slow as she looked up, the Herald standing beside her, staff raised, white blue eyes beneath a mess of red hair, skin glowing in the light of the dragons breath that swirled around them. Her breathing stopped as she stared at him in wonder and gratitude.

She had been considerably unimpressed by the lanky elf they had pulled from the temple, it was clear he wasn't a fighter, and had shown disdain for it, always vying for diplomacy where possible. That had changed as did her opinion, hours of fighting back the multitude of demons pouring from rifts, the red templars swarming camps and villages at every turn.

Cass knew the way he looked at her, have been for, since before the affair at haven if she would think more to it. A mix of admiration and awe she had only dreamed of. She must admit, she thought about him more often as of late. But the world was at stake, and she would not let them be distracted now.

Yet here, in the moment he stood at her side, it seemed almost worth everything.

As over as quickly as it began, the lightning waned, the dragon growling and swiping at him. Revas'an dodged carefully and sent a ray of ice at its eye, yelling as he did, moving carefully and drawing it's attention away from her. He moved gracefully, a flash of lambswool robes and onyx staff, shards of ice flying as he led the beast away.

Gathering her senses with a deep breath, cass rolled out of the way of its leg, grabbing her shield from where it had fallen, and throwing herself into the fight with his face firmly in her mind.

I'm obsessed with these two, ugh ♥️😪

This is more distracting than it has any right to be

I love when you flirt with cass and she just "ugh you're weird 🙄"

Let me love you 🥺

💖 Amazing where one song can take you 💖

Thinking of making my canon romanced cass as divine, yet I also want to see her not first, but ugh him staying at her side regardless of anything and everything, him sneaking into her room some nights, her insisting he stay, just a few more hours, I'm gonna actually melt into a puddle

Noticed a new flirt option with cass, and she just goes "I think I preferred you in shackles"

Ma'am I am begging you

"It's morning, vhenan " he whispered, eyeing the dawn light sneaking in through the drawn curtains.

Cassandra groaned, burrowing further against his chest, holding onto him firmly. "Just a little more. We'll be careful"

He smiled as he wrapped his arm around her, resting his face in her hair, breathing her in and enjoying her while they could. He knew most people wouldn't object, but for the sake of her title she had insisted on privacy.

She had been almost beside herself telling him the news of her election, worry etched into every crease in her face. He had wasted no time in telling her nothing was different, he would be at her side regardless, and he had followed through, using the last of the inquisition to set himself as one of her personal guard.

It had been a rough few years, but they had fallen into a pattern of allowing themselves a night together every so often. It wasn't the future either of them had seen together, but they were happy, content with stealing a moment away when they could.

Varric coming in clutch as a wingman 🙌

Also the parallel of her being the "scary dog privilege" while he's just the bright eyed, new to all this inquisitor, and him being the personal guard while she's divine, ugh I'm gonna explode I love them

Inquisition time while I stall in orzammar.

I missed my wife.