She is surprised at the mage's easy offer, but not displeased. Perhaps she should not be so astonished; according to her sources (the book and straight from dwarf's mouth itself), the Champion had always been a personable fellow, the type to collect a ragtag group of miscreants and drag them across the countryside.
It amuses her, to think of herself as one of his followers. At first, she offers only a huff in response to the question, but after another moment or two of consideration she smiles, more easily than she had expected. "All right. So long as it's the good ale."
The Ambassador would understand. If anything, Josephine would be delighted to hear that Cassandra is making connections, which only strengths her resolve to not let the other woman find out about it. Not that there's any real point in trying to keep secrets around the hold. The walls have ears. Leliana's ears.
There's one more point which she feels the need to clarify. "And," she begins sharply, "you promise not to call me a 'lady' again." She might be seventy-eighth in line to the Nevarran throne, but she'd like to not be reminded of that fact, thank you very much.
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Date: 2020-06-27 11:37 am (UTC)It amuses her, to think of herself as one of his followers. At first, she offers only a huff in response to the question, but after another moment or two of consideration she smiles, more easily than she had expected. "All right. So long as it's the good ale."
The Ambassador would understand. If anything, Josephine would be delighted to hear that Cassandra is making connections, which only strengths her resolve to not let the other woman find out about it. Not that there's any real point in trying to keep secrets around the hold. The walls have ears. Leliana's ears.
There's one more point which she feels the need to clarify. "And," she begins sharply, "you promise not to call me a 'lady' again." She might be seventy-eighth in line to the Nevarran throne, but she'd like to not be reminded of that fact, thank you very much.