"I think it started whenever I was away from Skyhold and Lux was bored, then when I was wounded several months ago she had to entertain him more so he wouldn't mope," she breezes past that bit, it's not a happy time to remember with her jaw clenching. "Now it's a habit."
If Korrin ever manages to wear him to a fancy party-- well, maybe she might if it's in Ferelden. They're the ones draped in furs not silks, she could maybe sneak him past the notice of everyone that way before he started snatching up the canapes whenever a tray passed him.
It saddens Araceli to hear about another place where it was the same again, where people are denied simply because of who they were. "A cautionary tale then. So many places I learn about where the same tales have happened again and again. Someone always tries to rise higher, someone always begrudges them that and tries to shove them back down because they are somehow less than them or different. We will see how Celene's work continues in Thedas now Briala has a title and I will hopefully return to my homeland one day to see how my own queen changes things." Since Araceli will be there at her side helping but a she can count the people who know that about her on one hand still over a year into her stay at Skyhold so that's a card comfortably close to her chest.
"What is your line of work, exactly? If I am allowed to ask that. Politics is in us all no matter how you slice it; the sword or the pen, blood or ink. We are always manipulating, no? Moving as best we can whether we are aware of it or not." If there is a lump in her throat she will fight through it and think that Martel will be glad of his words living on somehow in the same place as they spoke of them before, even as the tears threaten. Old man how dare you, she thinks.
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If Korrin ever manages to wear him to a fancy party-- well, maybe she might if it's in Ferelden. They're the ones draped in furs not silks, she could maybe sneak him past the notice of everyone that way before he started snatching up the canapes whenever a tray passed him.
It saddens Araceli to hear about another place where it was the same again, where people are denied simply because of who they were. "A cautionary tale then. So many places I learn about where the same tales have happened again and again. Someone always tries to rise higher, someone always begrudges them that and tries to shove them back down because they are somehow less than them or different. We will see how Celene's work continues in Thedas now Briala has a title and I will hopefully return to my homeland one day to see how my own queen changes things." Since Araceli will be there at her side helping but a she can count the people who know that about her on one hand still over a year into her stay at Skyhold so that's a card comfortably close to her chest.
"What is your line of work, exactly? If I am allowed to ask that. Politics is in us all no matter how you slice it; the sword or the pen, blood or ink. We are always manipulating, no? Moving as best we can whether we are aware of it or not." If there is a lump in her throat she will fight through it and think that Martel will be glad of his words living on somehow in the same place as they spoke of them before, even as the tears threaten. Old man how dare you, she thinks.