Startled by feeling freezing cold and wet, Sirena sat up quickly gasping. She looked around at her surroundings and saw snow covering the ground as well as a stone bridge and rocky cliffs everywhere. Getting up off the ground, she touched her hair which was obviously damp from the snow. She pulled her hair back and took the hair band from her wrist and tied her hair into a ponytail to keep her blonde locks from going poufy as she mumbled to herself.

“What hell am I living in? Where the fuck am I? Last I knew, I collapsed on my bed friggin tired from bloody work after I tried doing spell that wouldn’t work. How did I end up here? What the fuck!” Sirena kept talking to herself as she walked to and over the stone bridge. Eventually she started to carefully jog across in her pumps. Thinking to herself about the bridge since it seemed to go on. ‘Holy hell this bridge goes on forever.’ It took her about six minutes to cross the rest of the bridge that looked like it was made in the middle ages. Sirena went back into a walk while wrapping her arms tightly around herself trying to stay warm which was very hard to do since her clothes were wet and there was a slight wind while thinking she was going to get hypothermia. As soon as she saw civilization, she let out a sigh of relief and started running towards it until she saw the trebuchets which were used back in medieval times to launch stones to destroy walls and what not. Her run slowed down to a walk as she stared at the old machinery with fascination.

“Well I now know what era I’m in, sort of…” Sirena mumbled to herself while still staring at the medieval weapon. She continued to walk on the now visible dirt path when she heard a sound of metal clashing against metal. The young woman was also able to feel people watching her which gave her a creeped out feeling as well as self-conscience. Making sure she doesn’t have to look at anyone stares, she kept her gaze down, causing her to see her clothes, and she could see why she was getting stared at. She could feel her cheeks burning with heat as she kept her eyes on the ground while still keeping her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Peeking up, Sirena saw soldiers wearing medieval styled armor while sparring against each other which caused her eyes to widen in wonder. She then felt a pair of eyes that felt more distinct than the others. Her blue-green eyes scanned the area where she felt the strong stare was coming from. At that moment she had found him. A man with straight dirty blonde hair, pale skin like her own, and he was wearing armor with a red and gold clothing material over his silver armor. When she was close enough to see his eyes, they were what surprised her the most; his eyes were a golden brown color that reminded her of Edward Cullen from Twilight. She also felt like she had seen him before but didn’t know where. Sirena knew he was glaring at her with distrust since she was different and she didn’t blame him either. She lowered her gaze to the ground to avoid his intimidating stare. Since he was the only one to really make eye contact with her, she took a deep breath and finally walked up to him not at all feeling confident. When she realized that she was in front of him, she placed her small hands on the front of her legs and gave a quick little bow that most Asians give when they meet someone or when they are grateful, not to mention she wasn’t wearing a dress. After standing up straight again, she looked up at his face and him raising one brow at her.

“Hello, um, I would like to speak to someone who is in charge; if you don’t mind.” Sirena said meekly as he placed one of his hand hands on the hilt of his sword and his other hand on his hip not at all giving her an answer. “Or not… Sorry to have bothered you.” She gave him a bow again then turned her back to him and started to walk away with her arms wrapped around herself again.

“Wait!” He called out to her while he thought to himself not really sure why he isn’t letting her go on her way. ‘What in the Maker’s breath am I doing? Though I feel bad if I don’t do anything, she looks like she is freezing from the way she is holding herself.’ Sirena turned slowly to face him with a neutral look on her face as she looked at him.

“Ne (yes)?” The American spoke in Korean and from the look on his face he didn’t understand what she was saying. With a soft sigh, she spoke in English since it was that language he understood. “Yes?” She usually liked speaking in Korean when it fits her personality.

“We don’t really have anyone in charge at the moment, but I can take you to the war room so you can meet the other advisors.” He said with a lot of kindness instead of cruelty like she thought he would. But it was still clear that he in no way thought that she was up to any good. Sirena nodded her head and stayed where she stood so he could lead her. The man turned to one of his agents and gave him an order.

“Tell Leliana, Josephine, and the Herald of Andraste to go to the war room.” The agent nodded his head and ran past the young American. She noticed the man taking off his red cape that seemed to be made for the winter to keep warm. Her head tilted to the side a bit then saw him walking towards her. Squinting her blue-green eyes at him, he slowed his steps so she would know he meant no harm to her. She had trouble trusting people she did not know, as most people should, she had no idea what his true intentions might or could be if he had any. When he finally got close to her, he draped his cape over her shoulders to keep her from get any colder than she already was. With surprise, her eyes slightly widened.

“Thank you.” She said gratefully while pulling the material more tightly around her since she was freezing.

“You’re welcome. Please, follow me, otherwise you might get lost.” The man said as he began to walk where the agent went. Since there was a large wooden door, the military man pulled it open and held it for Sirena. She bowed her head to him then walked past him through the door that led to an area with shacks for houses and merchants. At first, Sirena thought the man was intimidating but now she thought he was nice under the harsh looks and very handsome. With those thoughts, a little smile crept up on her pale pink lips even after the gentleman walked up beside her. When he caught up with her and moved in front of her; she followed him up some stairs on a path that wasn’t covered by the snow.

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They walked up to and through a church like building that had window stained glasses when it finally hit her; she now knew where she was at. ‘Holy fucking hell, I’m in the Inquisition. How the hell did I get here? How the fug is this even possible?’ Sirena thought to herself as she looked up at the man now seeing why she felt like she knew him; he was Commander Cullen. When they made it to the dark wood double doors to the war room, the handsome man opened the door for her yet again.

“Thank you again.” She said quietly only for him to hear. She heard a soft chuckle come from him as he looked down at her.

“You’re welcome.” He motioned with his hand towards the room as if he was saying “after you.” Sirena walked into the room and saw three people waiting at the table. The man who escorted the young woman, walked past her towards the other side of the table so he was facing the doors. The women who she assumed to be the Herald of Andraste and Cassandra turned around to face her since the black haired and olive skin woman and the woman with red hair and pale skin were already staring at her which caused Sirena’s face to flush red from being in the spotlight, most stared at her with distrust and she had a feeling that since she wasn’t from there that they would throw her in some dungeon. Her face paled slightly and her breathing quickened as a bunch of scenarios played in her head. Seeing her distress, the Herald of Andraste walked up to Sirena and slip her arms around her in a hug while whispering in her ear so only she could hear.

“My name is Evelyn and I’m going to introduce you as my cousin and I’ll also try to help you fit in since your style is very unique. I will need to know your name.This is the best option since when word got out they wanted to throw you in the dungeon and interrogate you.”

“I’m Sirena Laurelet” She introduced herself in a whisper to Evelyn while they pulled apart. Just from hearing what Evelyn had told her made her want to high tail out of that place. She hadn’t done anything wrong!

“Everyone this is my cousin Sirena Laurelet.” Evelyn brought her “cousin” closer to the war table so everyone could get a better look at her. “Sirena this is Josephine the ambassador” She started with the woman with black hair and olive skin then went on to introduce Sirena to the other two people. “This is Cullen, the Inquisition’s Commander and the one at the end is Leliana who is the spymaster. The one standing next to me is Cassandra, she’s a seeker.” The young woman gave an Asian bow to everyone after she was introduced to them. Then it finally snapped in her brain. ‘Wait… Cousin!? So, I go from suspect to cousin!? What did I get myself into?’ Mentally Sirena was having a sort of breakdown, one she hoped wasn’t showing.

“It is nice to meet you all.”

“It is nice to meet you too, Sirena” Josephine said in her Orlesian accent that sounded French to the American. Leliana looked at her skeptically while the handsome man who she knew to be Cullen watched in amusement especially since she was wearing his cape. He also noticed that she had wrapped it tightly around herself.

“I’ll take her to my room and help her get comfortable.” Evelyn said while steering Sirena out of the war room. The other three people stayed behind to talk about the mysterious cousin that came out of nowhere, now wondering what to do with her.

“Well, she is adorable…” said Josephine. “I think the bowing added to the cuteness.”

“There is something odd about her, like she doesn’t really belong here or isn’t from here at all. I don’t trust her, perhaps we should keep a close eye on her.” The spymaster said about Sirena with skeptism. “Cullen?”

“She’s very different, but maybe that’s a good thing. Though, I don’t think we should be judging her quite yet since we don’t know her. At the same time, it is odd how she came from out of nowhere…” It was clear he was playing devil’s advocate. Both females nodded their heads in agreement with Cullen before all three of them left the room to go back to what they were doing before Cullen had summoned them.

Evelyn took Sirena to the place she was staying at in Haven and gave her a fresh pair of clothes with under garments. The American carefully took Cullen’s cape off of herself and changed out of her clothes to get into dry clothes finally. She was now wearing a dark a little past the knees dress with a matching cape to keep her warm even though the dress had long sleeves. Surprisingly, the dress fit her nicely, she also wore dark brown boots that would keep her feet warm but also went with the dress for the most part.

“I want to thank you for the clothes and the save back there Evelyn.”

“You’re welcome; you can also help yourself to anything in here.”

“Thank you. I should give Cullen his cape back. He is probably getting cold because of me.” Evelyn laughed a little and nodded her head in approval as Sirena folded Cullen’s thick cape with the fur part on top, she then walked out of the shack/room into the cold. She quickly walked towards the area where the army was training. When she finally made it to the large wooden door, someone opened it for her which she bowed her head in gratitude like a noblewoman. Looking forward, she saw Cullen and her steps became even more fast. Sirena saw him talking to one of his agents again so she remained quiet and waited. After the agent left, Cullen looked up with a soft smile when he saw his cape folded neatly.

“Kamsahamnida (thank you) for letting me borrow your cape.” She said with a smile while offering it to him.

“You’re welcome. I noticed something… You must really love speaking in a different language.” Cullen said while taking his cape out of her arms and putting it back on himself as he continued to look at her.

“Ne! I do. Though sadly, I’m still learning the language.” Sirena said while staring into his eyes before looking around at the other soldiers training. Out of a whim from watching the other men she asked him a question. “I was wondering since you seem to put these men into shape, could teach me how to wield a sword in a fight and help with my aim in archery?” Stunned and flattered by her question, Cullen smiled gently at her.

“I would be honored to teach you.” She was probably going to regret asking him.