Gifts for dreadwolfish
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“I’m bored, are you bored?” Marta Aeducan asked, hiding the question behind her hand and letting her breath tickle Adal Helmi’s ear. Then before she had an answer to her first question, she pulled around on her seat so they were facing each other. “What do you think the sky looks like?”
Adal’s heart was pounding in her ears, worse than during any bout in the Proving Grounds. She whispered, “my cousin is a surfacer.” Then she flushed hard, because it wasn’t something to admit in polite company, nor was it the sort of thing to say to the Princess of Orzammar. “She wrote me in a letter that when it gets dark Topside, you can see the ceiling is just made of lapis lazuli, she says the stars are just flecks of pyrite and everyone else is just too stupid to realise.”
Marta’s eyes grew wide, big and brown and bottomless. “I knew it. I knew the ‘topside,’ had to have a top.”
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Long distance relationships are hard; harder still when there’s a Blight on and you forgot to tell the Princess of Orzammar you’re madly in love with her before she got exiled.