[ This is very much the last place Adelaide wishes to be upon her return to Skyhold- but as she has been summoned, as she has some vague idea as to what this might be for? She relents. Sits in the too cold room, peers up at the spider above and tries not to think of anything else she could be doing that is productive. Research, healing, lessons, reworking ideas to raise funds for the Mage Council's research instead of using her own coin.
Given that it will likely be some time yet, Adelaide falls into her usual habit when left to her own devices. Focus drills. Intricate figurines spun in ice form, melt, and reform in her palm, eyes half closed and gaze distant. A raven, a spider, a rose, a lion, Skyhold itself- forming and melting until she is joined, finally, by the spymistress.
3
Given that it will likely be some time yet, Adelaide falls into her usual habit when left to her own devices. Focus drills. Intricate figurines spun in ice form, melt, and reform in her palm, eyes half closed and gaze distant. A raven, a spider, a rose, a lion, Skyhold itself- forming and melting until she is joined, finally, by the spymistress.
She says nothing. What is there for her to say? ]