Oh, it's been a while since someone called me that.
( orlais, in point of fact. an unopened letter from the last person to praise her level head is tucked in her sewing basket, up in the central tower, an irritation under her skin, a psychological loose tooth. eventually, she will have to read it. but not tonight.
he did not feel an urgency to respond sooner. she will read it at her leisure, and for now breathes in smoke and twists her fingers absently in the folds of her skirts. light, for the summer. )
Rutyer took me gambling a while after he arrived here. I made some money at it.
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Oh, it's been a while since someone called me that.
( orlais, in point of fact. an unopened letter from the last person to praise her level head is tucked in her sewing basket, up in the central tower, an irritation under her skin, a psychological loose tooth. eventually, she will have to read it. but not tonight.
he did not feel an urgency to respond sooner. she will read it at her leisure, and for now breathes in smoke and twists her fingers absently in the folds of her skirts. light, for the summer. )
Rutyer took me gambling a while after he arrived here. I made some money at it.