“Her magical instruction is coming along well. The same girl who needed to sleep next to a companion at night, against the elite of the Game? …But if they must, she will be armed with manners, poise, and knowledge. Peace talks or not, that many Orlesians and things would be brutal. The Ambassador did not relish the thought of taking the girl into the heart of Orlais, among the most powerful, in the middle of a violent conflict. According to Varric, her reading in common is fairly good, and her riding is well enough that she should not need further instruction.” We will develop a plan to teach her what she will need to know. Josephine took a deep breath, nodding, mind rapidly cataloging their needed course of action. Stories of her visions and mysterious origins have travelled too far.” “I do not doubt your ability to secure an invitation, Josie, but I do doubt that the players of the game will allow us to attend without the Herald. She will likely need to be instructed in courtly dance.”
With the news about the cessation of conflict and the peace talks between the factions, her etiquette must be beyond reproach. “No, I merely thought we should discuss her lessons anew. “Is something the matter?” Josephine questioned. “Now, we should talk about the young Inquisitor.” Vivienne started. Barely, but she had known the spymaster long enough to see it.Ī moment of peaceable silence, only interrupted by the click of cups.
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“I still know how to take moments for myself.” Leliana countered, lifting her cup up, though Josephine would swear Leliana was smirking. “Really, Leliana? You will lecture me on working too much?” Josephine protested. “You work yourself too hard, Josie.” Leliana said. “You are right, of course.” Josephine assented, taking her own cup and mentally leaving the notes and to-do lists for later… well, after she made one other note to herself. Where would the Inquisition be without you?” “Which will be done, after our tea, Ambassador.” Vivienne advised, taking her own cup and saucer. “Josie, you are plotting too deeply again.” Leliana’s voice broke through Josephine’s planning. They still needed to order furniture for the newly reopened guest quarters, they would need more kitchen supplies, not to mention. Not that Josephine herself fully agreed, but they had to make do. Acceptable for now, even if no visiting noble would agree. A number of items were ordered, but it would take time for them to make it up to their base in the mountains.īut in the meantime, they had a serviceable table, chairs, and tea. The room, or really antechamber into their soon-to-be war room had been outfitted with the basics to serve as her office. Josephine finished pouring the tea into mismatched cups. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 146482 Chapters: 30/? Comments: 362 Kudos: 892 Bookmarks: 201 Hits: 21808
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