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[samahl]

[He shook his head.] No.

No. That's absolutely unforgivable. Add to the fact that all of the crying I've heard about how all of the mages here put us in danger. Now they want to purposely lure a demon near?

[A pause.] Honestly, that's the sort of short sighted thinking you'd expect from the Chantry.

[It's very rare for him to be this open with his opinion but the whole idea is extremely unsettling to him.]

[samahl]

You know me, I'll likely come up with something rather exciting. [He looks out to the sparring match.]

I could probably say a few things about that one, just make up what I'd think he'd be like sharing intimate moments....

[serannas]

That one? On the left?

[ Oh, he's rather nice. Ellana leans on the wall and smiles. ]

Would it be as good as a bad romance novel?

[mythalenaste]

It was one thing when they were isolated in towers. Holding Harrowings here would endanger everyone in Skyhold, the whole Inquisition. Though I'm sure those councilors in favor would come up with an alternative place for Harrowings.

[samahl]

[He shook his head.] That's still unacceptable.

[He knows he doesn't really have a say in any of this, but he is still opposed to the idea.]

[samahl]

I'm certain I could be at least marginally better than a romance novel.

[A pause.] Though I shouldn't say that where Varric might overhear. I wouldn't want him to think I meant his books.

[mythalenaste]

I know. Yet some mages are convinced they're not safe without it. Chantry dogma. They've tortured those poor people for so long they don't know any other way and are scared to try.

[samahl]

Didn't the rebellion put an end to that?

[mythalenaste]

[A soft huff.]

From what I can tell, this is how the rebellion went:

First, a lot of mages decided they wanted to be free of tyranny.

Then, they were.

Then, they realized that being free of tyranny means sleeping on the ground and finding your own food and water and getting everything for yourself.

So most of the mages who'd complained about tyranny started saying, "Oh, Andraste's left foot's big toe, I wish those other mages hadn't made us rebel!"

[serannas]

I have yet to meet Varric, but I haven't read his romance either. So I could assure him that I wasn't speaking of his book.

[ A pause. ]

Or books. How many romances has he done? Maybe I should start reading his.

[samahl]

Sleeping on the ground and finding their own food? Well, you can't expect them to live like Dalish savages can't you? [His sarcasm gets even worse when he's disturbed.]

[mythalenaste]

I like how we live. I love our people and I love that we don't need much. Now I'm in this world and I've been so distracted trying to work all the time that I've barely seen what's going on around me. And I can't ignore it or pretend it doesn't affect us. We're part of this world now, and I've been living like nothing has really changed.

[samahl]

[He grows serious again,] Can I help at all?

[samahl]

Not as many, I don't think. He has the Hard in Hightown series instead? And of course, he wrote about Kirkwall.

[serannas]

Right. I know Hard in Hightown.

[ She glances around them and smirks. ]

But I don't see the dwarf I know from the back cover sneaking around here anywhere, so get to telling me what that man would be like in the bed roll.

[mythalenaste]

[She snuggles harder against him.]

You're doing it. Thank you for listening to me.

[samahl]

[He shifts so that he can hold her comfortably.]

Any time.

[samahl]

[Cyril chuckles a bit and considers him for a moment.]

He'd be handsy. The type to want to grip onto you while he took his pleasure.

[serannas]

[ Even though her face is now flushed, she isn't shying away from staring at the handsome man. ]

Oh yes. And a hair puller, but a gentleman. He'd ask first, and then start in once you'd said yes.

[samahl]

That is the only way you should ever be with a man who does something that might harm you, yes.

His kisses are strong as well. They'll leave your lips a bit swollen.

[serannas]

[ She nods seriously. There's nothing thrilling to her about being worried what a lover might do next. Permission is vital. ]

Oo, would he nibble your lip too? Maybe bite down a little harder?

[samahl]

Mm. And you feel the stubble on his chin against your face as a lingering sensation after he pulls back...

[serannas]

[ She legitimately squeals here. And then presses a hand to her cheek in embarrassment. But she can't help it! Elves don't have stubble. ]

I mean, um... that would feel good.

[samahl]

[He chuckles a bit, pleased at that sound.]

Yes. I know. I think I need to drink some water and cool down now.

[serannas]

You and I both.

[ She tilts her head to point out the well down below. ]

Shall we?