I'm still breathing

Lucien had never really seen fighting like Maeve had, sure there was the whole taking back of his estate. Probably the first real time he’d actually used magic offensively, or really at all for that matter. If not for a private tutor, he wouldn’t have been prepared. So he didn’t entirely related to the infiltration remark, he felt like that sounded pretty exhausting too, but then the rewards wouldn’t have been nearly as sweet.

Well, helping me get back my estate was kind of a mission too, and although I already had feelings for you without that, you standing by my side throughout that definitely won you a husband. He said with a wink, then he looked around again at the guests as they finished eating, some took to the dance floor, some mingled around the bar. Everyone seemed to be having a good time.

I’m surprised the Arlange’s son Raphael was able to attend. I know he and his family fled to Ferelden when the Blight overtook Val Colline. Did you see that adorable little dog he has with him? He’d seen Raphael sneak off to the kitchens to find food for his dog, and Addy had followed, though he wasn’t sure the two knew each other, maybe it was just a coincidence. There was another one he hadn’t expected to attend. With her father Frankie dead and Antiva in chaos, his daughter attending the wedding hadn’t even crossed Lucien’s mind.