in blackest envy

Cassandra keeping a close eye on the Inquisitor & not being subtle about it in the least
The Inquisitor bringing up this mistrust sarcastically after stating their plan & looking toward Cassandra expectantly for her disapproval
Cassandra glaring at the Inquisitor who simple just grins as the company moves out
The Inquisitor finding out that her fellow female companion comes from noble birth & calling her ‘my lady’ teasingly after curtsying
Cassandra & the Inquisitor sparring, metal clanking, blows being dealt, mud flying, sweat dripping from their brows
In breaks during battles Cassandra glancing over to the Inquisitor fighting & marveling at some of the feats they manage to achieve
The Inquisitor admiring the strength it took for Cassandra to defy her family & forge her own path, a path of her own choice
The Inquisitor confiding to Cassandra how difficult it is to carry a burden you never wanted & how she suffers from surviving the blast
Cassandra being frustrated at the feelings stirring inside her about the Inquisitor
Cassandra awkwardly & shyly trying to ask the Inquisitor out for drinks, just the two of them
The Inquisitor accepts without hesitation, seemingly oblivious to Cassandra’s feelings
Cassandra getting tipsy from one too many drinks & blurting out her feelings for the Inquisitor before passing out
The Inquisitor carrying Cassandra back to her room
Cassandra not knowing she blurted out her feelings the previous night decides to just tell them
The Inquisitor teases & jokes through the entire conversation, annoying Cassandra to the point of wondering why they can’t take anything seriously
The Inquisitor stopping Cassandra from leaving & pulling her into a light kiss
Cassandra & the Inquisitor exchanging heated glances any time boring formal discussions drag onto late into the night
The Inquisitor calling Cassandra their ‘sweet Cass’ or when Cassandra’s being feisty “sassy Cassy”