Immediately, Cullen's eyes open. If he doesn't flinch, all credit is due to Alistair: there's nothing to be frightened of in this place.
He pulls away, sits up, reaches for his tunic. "Yes." The word is calm, authoritative. "One moment."
He does make sure to kiss Alistair quite soundly before doing up the final button, and going down to hear the bad news.
It's bad.
Josephine immediately dispatches a letter to Kont-aar, in northern Rivain, as the closest settlement under the jurisdiction of Par Vollen, inquiring as to whether the Qunari had formally declared war on Orlais, the Inquisition, the south, or anyone else. Leliana's inquiries bear fruit: additional gaatlok in Val Royeaux, Denerim, Jader, any city of any consequence in Thedas.
Cullen sees Lavellan's hand spark. Sees Lavellan flinch, and try to squeeze her wrist into submission.
Their guard are on alert, minding the eluvian. The Orlesian guard has swept the Winter Palace, finding no more gaatlok.
The sun sets by the time Cullen ascends the stairs in search of -- well. He's supposed to be in search of something to eat, for a dinner break, while Lavellan is off through the mirrors again.
no subject
He pulls away, sits up, reaches for his tunic. "Yes." The word is calm, authoritative. "One moment."
He does make sure to kiss Alistair quite soundly before doing up the final button, and going down to hear the bad news.
It's bad.
Josephine immediately dispatches a letter to Kont-aar, in northern Rivain, as the closest settlement under the jurisdiction of Par Vollen, inquiring as to whether the Qunari had formally declared war on Orlais, the Inquisition, the south, or anyone else. Leliana's inquiries bear fruit: additional gaatlok in Val Royeaux, Denerim, Jader, any city of any consequence in Thedas.
Cullen sees Lavellan's hand spark. Sees Lavellan flinch, and try to squeeze her wrist into submission.
Their guard are on alert, minding the eluvian. The Orlesian guard has swept the Winter Palace, finding no more gaatlok.
The sun sets by the time Cullen ascends the stairs in search of -- well. He's supposed to be in search of something to eat, for a dinner break, while Lavellan is off through the mirrors again.