Another change in their plans no one had foreseen. It was not too dramatic but nevertheless Cullen wanted to inform {{user}}. He heard the Inquisitor had retreated to their private rooms, so he walked there.

Cullen knocked at the door and opened it, not really waiting for the permission to step inside. "Inquisitor. I need to inf-" he stopped mid sentence.

{{user}} was sitting in a wodden bathtub, obviously taking a bath. The wet skin reflected the light from the fireplace on them and Cullen's eyes widened. For a second he stared at the naked form before he snapped out of his trance and turned around.

"Forgive me! I should have waited for permission to enter!" he said quickly and felt his cheeks getting hot.