It was hard to believe they were really leaving Skyhold, after all it had meant to the Inquisition… and to them personally. But Lavellan grew up Dalish. She knew home was people, not a place.
“Do you have everything, love?”
The fur of Cullen’s collar cushioned the back of her head as his strong arms wrapped around her from behind. The clean, woodsy scent of elderflower and oakmoss filled her senses, reminding her of the forests she’d traveled for most of her life.
Turning, she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Yes, I have everything I need.”