[Dragon Age] Tales Of Proposals

Tales Of Proposals

"It still doesn't feel right to be talking to you about such things.." Lady Pentaghast sighs drawing her legs closer to her body, she rests her arms on top of her knees turning the key over in her fingers. The Seeker wondered what this key would have looked like when Skyhold was new, now it was dull and a symbol of things that would never be pursued. Cassandra presses her head back against the locked wooden door listening for his response.

"We are still friends, Lady Cassandra." Cullen replies, his own back pressed against the wood between them. "My feelings for you doesn't change that." The Commander adds with a sigh of his own. Cassandra knew that when Ser Rutherford locked his door to keep him from acting on his feelings from her, part of him hoped she would use the key he had given her.

"I know." Cassandra says quietly feeling him shift his weight slightly behind her "And I appreciate having you to talk to." The Seeker says as she drops the key back into the side of her leather boot, she didn't even know why she kept it or brought it with her when she visited Cullen.

"Well, you have always been there for me." The Commander replies, Cassandra can hear the smile in his voice. He was in a much better place now that he had come through his Lyrium withdrawal, thankfully unharmed physically.

"You are a good friend, Cullen." Cassandra says with a nod, she hears him chuckle slightly from the other side of the door. "You are, you should be kinder to yourself." The Seeker adds absentmindedly bringing her hand up to the locket at her throat, even when the Inquisitor wasn't with her she was thinking about him.

"So, you were about to tell me why Lord Trevelyan still hasn't proposed to you, Lady Pentaghast?" Cullen says with a smile, Cassandra knew he had made his feelings known for her but he still appeared happy for his best friends and was stamping out his jealousy.

"Well he has tried.." The Seeker laughs knowing The Commander was trying to be a supportive friend to her and keep them from talking about the door keeping them apart. Cassandra turns leaning her shoulder against the wood so she can hear him better.

"So, he has informed both you and his family of his intentions to marry you, but he still hasn't actually asked you.." Cullen mumbles trying to tease her. "Maybe the Inquisitor has cold feet?" Cullen adds with a chuckle.

"Cullen," Cassandra laughs banging her hand against the door slightly making him laugh more. "Do not say those things, he is just waiting for the right time I'm sure." The Seeker adds, "He keeps getting interrupted.." Cassandra shakes her head, they didn't always get a lot of privacy at Skyhold and there was always someone that was wanting his attention or needed him to oversee something. "Last week, while we were out walking, he was about to do it until Leliana interrupted. The time before we were in the Garden and a messenger said you needed to see him.." Cassandra sighs again.

"I'm sure when the right time comes.." Cassandra hears Cullen reply trying to reassure her now. "You should be going Seeker, he will soon be wondering where you are." Cullen says quietly, she can hear him shuffling on the other side as if about to move from his spot.

"Same time tomorrow Commander?" Cassandra asks hearing his movements stop, she waits patiently for his reply. Their hearts to hearts had become a bit of a regular thing the last couple of weeks and Cassandra enjoyed having someone other than Lord Trevelyan to share things with, of course there were many things she would never share with Cullen but it helped to have a friend.

"I believe you are Dragon Hunting with the Inquisitor tomorrow, Seeker." Cullen replies quietly. Cassandra wondered if Cullen would ever offer to join them again after what happened the last time he had, she was sure he missed the action and being out of the confines of the walls. But it had been his fault that the Inquisitor had been stabbed and almost fatally wounded, The Seeker was sure he carried the guilt with him everywhere he went.

"At supper it is then." Cassandra says placing her hands on the floor pushing herself up to her feet. She hears the Commander pulling himself to his feet too. "You know Cullen.." Cassandra begins stepping closer to the door so she can still hear him. "You could come with us again, one day when you feel up to it?" She adds. Cassandra hears Cullen sigh.

"I'm not sure that is a good idea.." The Commander says with a hint of sadness in his voice. Cassandra nods, she did understand that he wouldn't want to after what happened and that his confidence had been knocked. "But I will see you at supper.." He adds before she hears him move away from the door and go back to his work. Cassandra nods again to herself pressing her hand against the door one more time before turning and moving away.

The Seeker walks the short way along the Battlements to the next small room that the Inquisitor has claimed as his own for his painting, she places her hand on the handle turning it as she pushes the wooden door open. Cassandra sees The Inquisitor glance up from his painting to see who has joined him; a large smile appears at his mouth when he sees that it is her. Cassandra notices the paint covering his hands and clothes, and the small smear at his brow where he has obviously rubbed his head. She reminds herself to make sure she gets him into a bath as soon as possible, with her help of course.

"How is Cullen?" The Inquisitor asks her when she returns his smile. Cassandra watches him turn back to his painting, he brings his hand up to the canvas using his thumb to blend a section that seems to be bothering him.

"I think our Commander is getting better." Cassandra nods as she steps further into the room closing the door behind her.