"What Chantry stuff?" Cade. Oh Cade she is a bard student. "The Divines or the-- shit, what is it-- is it fire or flame? The flame everlasting?"
She knows that she knows this, frustration not confusion taking over her face as she drums her good hand on her leg when she can't remember but she had this discussion, right here, in this very library but some details take longer than others to come back it seems. At least she got the words out without slipping into what he'd think of as Antivan.
"It must be though, if you are so red. Shall I open the window?" Only she can't because that would need two hands so she sighs at the shelves, pulling a face as she runs her fingers over the spines. "Why is half of this nonsense all Orlesian? If the Antivan or Rivaini books are on the top shelf I will eat the curtains."
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She knows that she knows this, frustration not confusion taking over her face as she drums her good hand on her leg when she can't remember but she had this discussion, right here, in this very library but some details take longer than others to come back it seems. At least she got the words out without slipping into what he'd think of as Antivan.
"It must be though, if you are so red. Shall I open the window?" Only she can't because that would need two hands so she sighs at the shelves, pulling a face as she runs her fingers over the spines. "Why is half of this nonsense all Orlesian? If the Antivan or Rivaini books are on the top shelf I will eat the curtains."