The Dread Husband Rises

Dear Mother,

I reached the Inquisition, as you told me to. I write you to tell you that I am all right and Aisling is, as well. What we fear is partially true, partially false. She seems to be here of her own free will, that is true at least. They are treating her well: she is, indeed, those we heard of as Inquisitor. And covering the job as well as we would have expected her to do as Keeper. She may say she doesn't like the position, but she is thriving while in charge, knowing what to do and what to say in an environment that is foreign. She took some decisions I'd question, but is sure of herself and at ease in her position in a way that reminds me of the woman who birthed her.

She keeps her sweetness and lightness, at times, it ease my worries and I hope it'll ease yours as well, on that matter. We are currently West, in the Approach, and the soldiers all love her. As more than the one who can find water and shelter. No one seems to worry about magic anymore, once she uses it to cool the temperature of the room down.

I'm worried of the Inquisition as a whole. The rumours I heard in Ferelden, while travelling, were even more concerning than our doubts in Wycome. It's fast growing and gaining attention. I fear Aisling is too idealistically focusing on the good she's doing to see the worry she's causing in men too powerful, who wouldn't look with a kind eye on a Dalish in her power. She's doing good, so I'll keep silent, for now. I do fear she'll need a place to rest, eventually. A place to hide.

For now, she seems to be turning this Inquisition from the armed hand of the Chantry to something better. An armed hand, but more neutral. More welcoming.

She's making all kind of worrysome friends. I'll tell you more about them later, once I'll have a clearer idea. The Tevinter Altus and the Kirkwall Templar are the most worrysome. But at least there are me, another elf keen with a bow - she hates people in power but likes Aisling-, and another elven mage, very wise in the Fade -he is hiding something but seems to be on Aisling's side- to watch her back.

You would be proud of her. As I am. Bittersweet as it is to know she's not our little Shrimp anymore, but grown up.

With all my love,