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It’s inappropriate. Unbecoming. A thousand other things that Emily can hear perfectly in Callista’s voice.
But it’s Fugue, isn’t it? Underneath this mask she could be anyone, and nothing that happens now has any impact on the real world. It doesn’t matter what Emily does right now.
Alexi is leaning against the doorjamb to the ballroom, face half-covered by a red bird mask. She looks bored, lolling her head against the dark-stained wood as she watches the lords and ladies of the court sneak away from the feast to every private alcove in Dunwall Tower.
Emily doesn’t hesitate, just saunters between the revelers dancing until the toes of her beaded dancing slippers touch the leather toes of Alexi’s work boots, close enough to share breath.