Tell me a story long and true

[lettersfromhome]

WHO: Mia Rutherford and OPEN
WHAT: So much to do, so little time. Bustling around Skyhold.
WHEN: Wintermarch. Feel free to fudge the dates as needed.
WHERE: All over the bloody keep.
NOTES: n/a

The weeks press on. The world looks to the Inquisition to see what happens next, the mages and templars struggle to prove their independence and their willingness to work towards the greater good, and a calm finally seems to have settled over the keep in the wake of the abomination attack. Personal trials seem almost trivial in comparison.

Almost. She's still noticeably avoiding Pel, and stiffly departing if the woman ever comes around.

But there's more to be dealt with than one sour encounter. She drops in on Cullen from time to time now, a little less concerned with keeping her distance than she is with how well he's dealing with the lyrium-induced headaches. She visits Katniss soon after hearing about the unfortunate scuffle with one of the soldiers, though part of her is pleased that she's holding her own. There are care packages to be made up and delivered to various families and individuals within Skyhold -- herbs for the healers from the travelers and scouts, and sometimes cookies for the children -- and all in all life is as busy as it should be.

Better than sitting at home in South Reach and fretting, with no one to tend to. Though what must it say about her that she only feels at ease when she's seeing to someone else's needs? Likely nothing she wants to hear, admittedly.

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[lettersfromhome]

Sly dog.

"I will say no more. And I would ask that you do the same," she continues with emphasis, raising her eyebrows in disapproval. Much as the chance to vent about the entire affair, which still irritated her when she thought back on it, might appeal to her? She isn't here to gossip. Particularly about Council members with other things on the line.

The woman obviously cared nothing for her own reputation, but that was no excuse to go through the effort of sullying it herself.

"It's of no greater concern than a disagreement between people," she continues after a moment, lips pressing together tightly. "That was my point. That she is a mage doesn't do her people a disservice, no matter how she behaved."

[apostasia]

"I separated the notion of mages and cultures entirely," he promises, still amused, "and I shall speak no more of it."