Note: Excerpt is SFW.

Lady Evelyne Trevelyan, leader of the Inquisition, marched towards Gaspard and his troops in the Arbor Wilds. Since their reunion at Skyhold, they had had several clandestine rendezvous; the Inquisition’s spymaster was most helpful in that regard.
        Even now, after months since their first night together, since becoming lovers, Evelyne made Gaspard’s heart flutter uncontrollably. He had to be careful to maintain his mask and play the game, more so when around her in public. He knew that once their affair was known, he would have to be even more careful to maintain composure in front of his people, but at least he would have her by his side. For now, however, he had to contend himself with meeting in secret whenever they could.
        Gaspard realised suddenly that after all this time of calling her his love, he had never told her that he loved her. A part of him wondered if it was too soon to make such declarations, but surely she felt the same.
        Gaspard smiled as she approached with her advisors. ‘Inquisitor Trevelyan, it is an honour to be marching upon Corypheus’s forces with you.’
        ‘The feeling is mutual, Emperor de Chalons,’ smiled Evelyne.
        Gaspard was careful to remain neutral in the face of the squeeze he felt in his stomach. Oh, how he wished she would tell him the same when he revealed to her his true love for her.
        ‘If you wouldn’t mind, Emperor de Chalons,’ began Leliana, ‘there is a matter I wished to discuss with you and the Inquisitor in private. May we borrow your tent?’
        ‘Certainly.’ Gaspard motioned forward and led the two ladies into his tent.
        Leliana immediately struck the tent’s flaps shut, positioning herself to face the entrance, hands clasped behind her back. She looked over her shoulder.
        ‘You may speak freely to each other, you have but a few moments. I will ensure no one enters this tent.’
        ‘Thank you, Leliana.’ Evelyne turned to Gaspard and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him tenderly.
        Gaspard relished in the sensation of her warm lips on his. It triggered a desire within him. He wished they could forgo the attack and lose themselves in each other right now, but he knew that was not possible. He would have to maintain his composure and remain patient.
        He placed his hands on her face. ‘Do be careful, Lady Inquisitor, ma jolie, my love.’
        ‘I will. Promise me to be careful as well,’ replied Evelyne.
        ‘I give you my word as a Chevalier that I will remain unharmed and I will be here to…congratulate you when you are done.’
        Evelyne beamed at him, making his heart skip several beats.
        They kissed some more and Evelyne pulled away as reluctantly as Gaspard did. She began to turn when Gaspard grabbed her arm, pulling her back to him. She had a puzzled look on her face. Gaspard realised that his brows were creased and he had lost all semblance of the mask he always wore as the Emperor of Orlais.
        He lifted his actual mask to rest atop his head so Evelyne could see his eyes completely. ‘I love you.’
        His gaze remained fixed on hers, knowing the intensity of his words would convey the verity in his heart.
        Evelyne opened her mouth to speak, then paused. Gaspard’s heart hammered away, the anticipation of her reply more frightening than when he ever came close to defeat or death in combat.
        Then, Evelyne smiled wide. ‘I love you too, Gaspard.’
        Gaspard’s heart whooped and he let out a sigh of relief, grinning. ‘Oh, my love, ma douce, Evelyne.’ He kissed her deeply, his tongue twining with hers, only wanting to celebrate now.

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