Tiny cakes from Orlais had arrived in the Skyhold kitchens and Sabriel was the first to know about them; sometimes it paid off to be a regular kitchen dweller. She was also the first to make off with a handful, and she had one destination in mind - tea with Ellana.

She had been meaning to speak with Ellana anyway. She was fond of Ellana, enjoyed answering her questions, and found a comeraderie in the Council's debates and the attempts to soothe tempers that often flared which led to them both trying to get everyone to meet halfway. Sabriel had spent so long with the same people, both in the Circle and out of it with the Wardens, that to have a friend that belonged to neither? It was exciting and new, but also enjoyable, a type of kinship she hadn't felt for a long time. Especially when tiny cakes were involved - spirits only knew that Skyhold lived and breathed Ferelden easy cooking and anything that wasn't a stew was a blessing.

Sabriel heads up to the garden, leaving a brief message with her sending crystal on the way to invite Ellana to tea, and then settles in to wait.