She is a few minutes late. Leliana had caught her at the door of her room with the latest report from her agents.

(There is still no sign of Hawke's uncle, which is no great surprise. It had been a mere chance, no more, and from what Varric has said about the relationship between the Champion and her uncle, it's unlikely the man would know anything useful anyway.)

Cassandra moves with confident steps, the armor of the Seekers of Truth fitting her with ease.

"Cullen. I hope you have not been waiting too long."