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Home is Where the Heart is

The sun rose over Skyhold’s massive stone walls; the sight truly magnificent to all awake early enough to enjoy the view. Despite the early hour, many had begun to busy themselves about the large keep. Josephine was proud to have been one of the few. She sat in her bedroom at her private desk, it was in these early hours that the Ambassador chose to take some time to reply to her families many letters. It was a rare occasion when she had time to herself, and as always she somehow found a way to busy herself rather than relax. Free time never seemed that much of an option to her. Not that she minded; Josephine was good at her job and

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Freedom's Price-4. Added to the List

“Don’t say that! Maker’s breath Alistair, I have enough to deal with, now you throw this one at me?” Dorian was banging his head against a tree while he ingested this new information. When Alistair asked for a moment to speak, this was far from his list of what to expect. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… alarm you…” Alistair murmured while he rubbed his neck. “Alarmed? Me? Nonsense!” he snorted. “What is alarming about the fact that now I am plagued with not only demon whispers as I sleep, but also a bleeding Archdemon wants to join in on the action as well? Fun times