"Please," he says, giving Sorrel's shoulder a light squeeze. "Do call me Thranduil. I would have you speak with me as your sister does." Which is pretty much as often as she wants. He turns to look at her as he speaks about her, seeing how comfortable they are together.
"A healer! A rare and blessed talent. Am I to understand he cared for the whole herd? Your halla-" he means the ones living in Skyhold. "- are beautiful creatures. It is a shame I cannot visit with them as often as I would like. Might I beg the indulgence- of both you, Beleth, and Sorrel- of meeting Clan Ashara's?"
He politely ignores the discussion of rabbits and shemlen, not wishing to make-- he would call it more trouble for himself. Far better to spend the time being delighted with Beleth and her twin.
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"A healer! A rare and blessed talent. Am I to understand he cared for the whole herd? Your halla-" he means the ones living in Skyhold. "- are beautiful creatures. It is a shame I cannot visit with them as often as I would like. Might I beg the indulgence- of both you, Beleth, and Sorrel- of meeting Clan Ashara's?"
He politely ignores the discussion of rabbits and shemlen, not wishing to make-- he would call it more trouble for himself. Far better to spend the time being delighted with Beleth and her twin.