"My concerns would be equally put to rest with confirmation of your death. Let us not being the wedding preparations just yet, Lord Pavus."

The anger is not fully gone from her voice, Cassandra is not entirely sure it will ever be within this place, but there's no edge directed at him. She did not have to be close friends to the extent the Inquisitor had seemed to be with each member of the Circle to care in her way. She could protect precious little in this world, command less, but she could at least attempt to see the few she knew survived longer than they may have without her present. It was hardly the grand meaning she was accustomed to having, but for the moment it was a first step on the grand plan of liberation.