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– You have something to ask of me? – No, I’m just curious when you are going to run way? Like you did in Circle Tower and Vigilant Keep. – As shocking as it is I am not the only one. But my escapes always have had purpose. What from are you running away, Knight-Commander?***
– Have you took part in Battle of Ostagar, Aveline. – Yes, but it wasn’t battle, it was slaughter. – A lot of Magi and Templars escorting them were killed. From few survivors of Ostagar almost none survive during rebellion in Circle. I knew them personally. – I’m so sorry, Cullen. I ready to listen to you. – I am not.***
– You know, Cullen, in the Pearl she moans your name, when I was kissing her soft lips, fondle her itty bosoms, palms her thighs, when… – Do not listen to Isabela, Curly, she is making fun of you. Just look at her content expression. – I… need to go somewhere. – I could help you with that.***
– You are awfully quite since our last visit in Deep Roads. What are you thinking? – Nathaniel Howe. – Ow, let me guess, you wonder if they sleep together? And answer is… no, there are not. – How do you… Doesn’t really matter. Why all our talkings are all ending the same? – True. Less talking, more action! – Maker’s breathe, please don’t.***
– Stop staring. Ask away. – Under your skin is pure lyrium. Are you sure you are alright? Any nightmares? Temporary loss of orientation? Headaches? – I have nightmares, but they have entirely different reason.***
– You’ve made the right choice, Fenris. – I am not so sure. By the way, I was confident that you will take her down, Templar. – She is truly wretched apostate lusting for power, but killing your own sister couldn’t done you any good.***
– Curly, you are awfully bad at Wicked Grace. I’m begging you not to gamble, other way someday you will be returning to Barracks wearing only undergarment. – Something like that could never happen. – Well well.***
– I know what you gonna say, dwarf. – You know you kinda lucky that Howk presented you with ripped pants from his collection and that Isabell allowed it. I would’ve give all my money just to see the look on Meredit face when her second-in-command was returning to Gallows. – It will never happen ever again. – Will see.***
– You should speak to Grand Cleric, she is wise woman and knows exact words to calm your soul. – I have no need for her words. While Church lingers and does nothing, all this chaos will continue. – Maker, forgive his sins.***
– So how our baby Bethany doing? – She is perfectly fine. She has mentors, who help her with her abilities. Circle of Magi not a prison how you, probably, imaging it. And Bethany is good enough to become a senior enchanter. – Does that mean she will be able to quit the Tower for some time. – With some restriction, yes – Such a generosity.***
– You have such a beautiful armor, Merril. – Oh…really? Thank you, Cullen. I always thought you do not have any liking in me, but… – I find you bracelets especially charming. It would’ve been such a pity to find out something unpleasant under them, like a scars. – I… understood.