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Dawn of Beginning	By : EunjiMinJeon Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 2459 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Herald of Andraste woke up from her sleep and got ready for her day. As she walked out of the cabin, she saw Commander Cullen walking towards her.
“Good morning Commander.” Evelyn greeted him while hiding the letter to her family behind her back.
“Good morning Herald.” He said while eyeing her hands which were behind her back getting a little suspicious of what she was holding and hiding apparently.
“What brings you here this early in the morning?” Evelyn asked since not many get up real early in the morning. Luckily she made sure she wore thick fur since there was a slight cold breeze.
“I need to get Lady Sirena. She asked me to train her in archery and swordsmanship.” Evelyn’s blue eyes widened before she slapped her forehead. Taking a deep breath, she nodded her head to the Commander.
“She is still sleeping at the moment. Could you perhaps stop training before noon? I will need her for about three to four hours.”
“Sure, after you’re done doing what you need to do, you can send her back to the training grounds.” Evelyn nodded her head then walked off towards the chantry. Her feet crunched into the snow, which made her notice how quiet Haven was at that time of day since it was too early for people to be up. As soon as she made it to the chantry, she walked into the room where the statue of Andraste stood and where incense sat at the foot of the statue. She made her way to the statue and kneeled down lighting the incense then went into payer before sending the letter to her family.
Cullen quietly walked into the cabin where Sirena lay asleep in her bed. He moved over to her to her side and sat down on the edge. With a soft smile, he moved her silky blonde wavy hair out of her face, placing it behind her ear. ‘She looks so beautiful and at peace.’ He thought before chastising himself for his thoughts. ‘Maker’s breath! What am I thinking? She’s a noble woman, related to the Herald and to top it all off, she is twenty-three and I am thirty years old…’ Cullen placed a leather gloved hand on Sirena’s shoulder and shook her gently trying to wake her up. In response of him shaking her, she pulled the blanket around herself more tightly. He continued to shake her and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“Sirena, it’s time to wake up for your training.” Noticing she wasn’t waking up, he pulled off her blankets from her hoping the cool breeze would get her up. She pulled the blankets back on herself in her sleep.
“No, momma, I don’t work today. It’s my day off.” The American rolled onto her other side while clutching onto the blankets. A smirk grew on Cullen’s face from amusement before he shook her a bit harder to jolt her awake, then he finally muttered to himself.
“She wasn’t kidding when she said she was hard to wake up in the mornings; but what did she mean when she gave me a warning?” He wondered quietly taking the blankets off of her again. As soon as he took the blankets off of her, she balled her hands into fists and took a swing at him. Not at all expecting it, he got punched in the side though it was protected by his armor. “Now I know what the warning meant.” Sirena woke up abruptly while clutching her hand to her chest in pain.
“Ow! Why does my hand fucking hurt?” She asked herself before realizing Cullen was sitting next to her. “Jesus fuck!” With her heart pounding, she jumped away from him from getting startled.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you but you did tell me to wake you up.” With a glare, she listened to his explanation and nodded her head. He had a point she did tell him. But it still didn’t, explain why her hand hurt, though, she did suspected why.
“What about my hand? Why does it hurt?”
“Yes, about that… You punched my side which is protected by my armor.” She looked over at his armor and her eyes squinted more at him though, it was her fault for punching it in the first place.
“Stupid armor.” Sirena muttered quietly to herself pissed at the fact she did something in her sleep. She knew she was bad, but she didn’t know it was that bad.
“I’ll leave so you can get dressed.” Cullen got up off her bed and walked out of the cabin, closing the door behind him so he could give the American her privacy. Quickly getting off her bed, she grabbed a pair of black leggings to go with her black dress that she wore the day before. After putting her cloak on over her shoulder and tying it at the base of her neck in the front. She put on some black winter boots that had fur on the inside. Sirena then pulled her hair up into a pony tail to keep it out of her face as she trained with the Commander; it was better to think ahead after all. Walking out of the cabin, she saw Cullen standing outside by the door in the cold, waiting for her. She felt guilty for making him wait out in the cold as well as for hitting him.
“Hey, sorry to keep you waiting for so long; I’m also sorry for uh… hitting you.” The older man who was the commander raised a brow up as he listened while looking at the dwarf who was sitting across from where they were standing.
“It’s fine; you did give me a warning beforehand. I also didn’t mind waiting for you.” The American looked at him with her brows furrowed from what he said as the dwarf looked over at Cullen and laughed slightly. “Have you met anyone besides myself and the other advisors?” Sirena shook her head slowly to his question.
“No…” She answered as she looked up at him.
“Follow me; I’ll introduce you to someone.” Cullen led the short blonde woman over to a bonfire where a man who was shorter than her sat. The dwarf looked up at the two with an amused smirk on his face. “Varric this isSirena, the Herald’s cousin. Sirena, this is…”
“Varric Tethras.” He interrupted his friend. “Rogue, story teller, and occasionally annoying tag along.” The young woman grinned from ear to ear finally ecstatic to meet someone who was shorter than she was. She was happy at the fact that she is no longer the shortest person for once. “And now she is grinning like an idiot. It’s because of my awesome chest hair, isn’t it?” Varric said jokingly as he looked at Sirena who was even younger than he was. Cullen shook his head while pinching the bridge of his nose. At the same time the American got a look of confusion on her face.
“Um, what?” She asked baffled from Varric’s remark.
“Well you see blondie, that’s your new nickname now; you were grinning like an idiot before.” Her eyes widened from shock due to her manners or lack of.
“Oh! I’m sorry! I was smiling due to the thoughts in my head.” She explained. Cullen looked down at her with curiosity. He also noticed her biting her lower lip which was enticing to him so, he ended up looking in a random direction. Varric, with his observation skills, caught him staring at her again and chuckled softly. The ex-Templar looked over at the dwarf, hearing his soft laughter and noticed he got caught which causes him to rub the back of his neck awkwardly.
“What were you thinking about blondie?” Varric asked Sirena with a smirk. She raised a brow at him wondering if he was challenging her or not. Shrugging her shoulders in a way that said ‘okay he asked for it’ sort of way.
“If you really want to know…” She said half asked half stated. Then she saw Varric nodding his head like he was eagerly waiting for something good. “I was thinking over the fact that I’m taller than someone for once so, if we are using nicknames then yours is shortie.” Sirena smirked at the dwarf like she won a victory of words. Though, she was trained on how to troll once upon a time, but, she doesn’t really do it anymore.
“Touché blondie, touché.” Cullen shook his head at their banter. There was definitely going to be more sarcasm and jokes. Possibly more pranks as well especially from Varric since he now has a new tag along from what it seemed. He then interrupted them before they could say anything else.
“I better get her to a bow and some arrows. She has some training to do.”
“You two have fun.” Varric said with a hint of laughter in his voice. As soon as Cullen led Sirena ear shot away from Varric, the dwarf spoke softly. “There is definitely something going on with Curly and I don’t even think he realizes it. Can’t wait to see how things play out. Perhaps I can write about the Inquisition in my new book!” He said as he watches the two walk away.
Cullen took Sirena to the training area where he has the Inquisition soldiers’ practice at. It was the most open area in Haven that he knew about. They walked over toward the weapon rack and he grabbed a bow that he thought would fit her due to her size.
“Try this one.” He said gently as he held out the bow to her. She took the bow and tested its weight by lifting it up and down like she was doing curls with her left arm. With her right hand she pulled the bow’s string like she was going to shoot off an arrow. She nodded her head with assent.
“This is perfect, thank you.”
“You’re welcome; some of the dwarves practice with it since it’s the smallest bow.”
“That makes sense…” She said grudgingly since she knew she was short. Almost as short as the dwarf she just met. Sirena didn’t hate dwarves by any means, but she hated being small since she was always the shortest person in her class, her height was five foot and one inches tall after all. She grabbed a quiver full of arrows and placed them on her back by throwing the strap over and across her body. Looking around the training area, Sirena found a few dummies but didn’t know which ones were meant for archery. Noticing her confusion, Cullen steered his new trainee to a target. She looked up at him and smiled at him gratefully even though, she was embarrassed cause she thought she looked like an idiot. Sirena grabbed an arrow from the quiver on her back and knocked it to the bow. She stood sideways with her left shoulder facing the target while her feet were shoulder width apart.
“You have very good posture.” Cullen said approvingly. Sirena smiled again from his compliment. At least she knew she was standing correctly even though she was taught back in her Girl Scout days. “Now try to aim at the target.” She raised the bow up while the arrow was knocked. She pulled back on the string and held it close to her face. Aiming for the target, or at least she thought she was, Sirena let the string go causing the arrow to fly past the target itself. Her face turned beet red from embarrassment of missing the target completely that she kept herself from looking up at the one teaching her. Cullen had been studying everything she had done wrong which wasn’t a whole lot. Her posture and the way she held the bow were correct; it was her aim that was terrible. ‘No wonder she wanted my help with her training.’ He had thought to himself while rubbing the back of his neck as he thought of what to say to her.
“Your stance is perfect, but your aim… Well I can see why you asked for help.” Sirena turned a darker red as she bit down on her lower lip. At least she got some approval. It was better than nothing.
“I know my aim is horrible.” She replied softly which made him wonder if he had heard her at all.
“Feel the wind and anticipate where your arrow is going to hit.” Sirena nodded her head and readied her bow again. This time she was going to try and work with the wind and lowered the bow a bit. Glancing up at Cullen, she saw him give a slight nod to her. Taking a deep breath and letting it out. She let the arrow fly, this time hitting the target but not the bullseye.
“That was a lot better, big improvement. Keep trying to make adjustments.” Cullen said as he heard his soldiers finally coming out in the open to train. “I’ll be back, just keep practicing.” Silently nodded her head again as she continued to train with the bow.
The Commander walked over to his second in command and best friend, Rylen Starkhaven. They knew each other from their days in the Order as Templars. He nodded to his friend in acknowledgment while observing the soldiers who were now training themselves.
“I see you are training the Herald’s cousin. Trying to get close to her?” Rylen asked with a little humor. Cullen pinched the bridge of his nose while shaking his head again. It seems there was going to be a pattern for him that day.
“Maker’s Breath! That would be inappropriate since she is at least ten years younger than me and the fact she is the Herald’s cousin.” Rylen let out a little laugh at his friend’s expense.
“So you do like her…” He stated with a smirk on his face.
“You’re an ass.”
“And you are in denial my friend.” Cullen shook his head at his friend again not going to give him anymore fuel.
“Watch the soldiers and correct them when they need it.” He commanded his friend.
“Yes, Commander, go help your little lady love.” Rylen continued to butt jokes at him.
“Ugh! I don’t even know her!” Cullen then walked away from his second in command and headed back to Sirena while thinking to himself ‘first Leliana and Josephine, then Varric, and now it’s Rylen. What is it with them picking on me today?” Trying to clear his thoughts, he watched the young woman continue to practice with her archery. He couldn’t help but think over what the four people had said to him. He hardly knew the woman to even really like her. She was beautiful, sure, but that was all he knew. When he watched the young woman, he noticed her archery skills had improved quite a lot.
As soon as she hit her target in the middle for the first time, she let out a soft squeal in excitement. Taking deep calming breaths, Sirena made herself calm down. She didn’t want to get over excited in front of those who she didn’t know, however she did keep a smile tilted up on her soft pale lips.
“Congratulations, you finally hit your target.” Cullen said with a smile from seeing her get enthusiastic.
“Yes, because you helped me. I wouldn’t have been able to do that otherwise.” She said gratefully. Really, she had tried and tried and was never able to succeed. He truly did help her whether he knew it or not.
“That’s not true.”
“It is though.” Sirena said as she turned around to look at him while her blue-green eyes sparkled from the happiness she was feeling.
“Go ahead and keep practicing, try using other targets to challenge yourself when you feel ready.” Her head bobbed up and down in a nod yet again at his suggestion the success was hard for her to contain.
“Will do, Commander.” The American said with a little grin while doing a tiny salute. She quickly went back to hitting targets, finally getting used to each adjustment she had to make to hit the targets. The Commander watched her with admiration before looking over his shoulder to see his soldiers. Some were sparring again while the others were hitting the wooden dummies with their iron or steel swords. Checking back to look at Sirena, he saw her hitting the bullseye each time now. He was very impressed with her progress if only the farmers could as fast as she did. His gaze then went up to the sky and noticed how bright it was getting. Cullen looked over at the sun dial to check the time. Rubbing the back of his neck, he walked up to the young woman.
“I’m sorry; you’re running a bit late. Your cousin wants you in the war room.” Sirena eyes widened in shock. She forgot all about the portrait that she was supposed to model for. “I can take the bow and quiver from you.” He held his gloved hand out for the equipment she was holding. With responsibility, she shook her head and went back to the targets to pull out the arrows. After pulling out each arrow, she placed them in the quiver where they belonged then carried the bow and quiver back to the weapon rack where they belong
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