"I am aware." Cassandra's voice is clipped but she lets out a sigh of her own, looking anywhere but at Lavellan's back. "I apologize that the title was forced upon you," Cassandra can still remember being back at Haven, arguing with Liliana about combating the rumors. It feels like a lifetime ago. How so many things have changed since then-- Cassandra's own views of the Inquisitor for one.

Cassandra did believe, she had believed that Lavellan had been sent by the Maker, by Andraste, to Thedas. How wrong she had been and how wrong so much of Thedas had been. "and I apologize for my own role in preserving it."