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    “Why are they naked?”

    Bellara’s voice is muffled by her hands — both held up in front of her face to block the sight of the memory shimmering in front of them. Rook frowns — hands on his hips as he squints at the scene playing out.

    “Most likely for a celebration of some kind,” Neve answers before he can. There’s an unexpected appreciation in her eyes when Rook turns to her that makes his brows raise slightly. She cocks one in return before turning to Bellara. “What, not up for a little tasteful nudity?”

    “Some celebration,” Davrin says wryly.

    “You consider that tasteful?” Lucanis questions at the same time.

    “They’re wearing robes!” Rook points out, and the looks he gets in response are dry enough to kill a few oases.

    “See-through robes,” Taash clarifies.

    “They stop being see-through, like, halfway down their stomachs.” A woman walks past, and Rook winces. “Most of them.”

    “Is this normal in Tevinter or something?” Bellara asks — voice tight. “No clothes at parties?”

    “Yes,” Rook and Neve respond simultaneously — flat tones identical.

    A fic about a rook, a wolf, and a healthy dose of hedonism.

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