Lyric wasn’t exactly looking forward to going to Tevinter, let alone marrying Tiberius. Sure he was easy on the eyes, but his personality lacked in her mind, but then their meeting wasn’t exactly under the most ideal circumstances, so there was a part of her willing to give his personality the benefit of the doubt.
However, her heart pounded with anxiety as she packed her belongings, wondering what her new life would look like. As the footman delivered the message of Tiberius's arrival, she drew a deep breath, bracing herself for the journey ahead. She didn’t have much for belongings, at least that were actually hers. When her parents took her from the Free Marches, they bought her a lot of new stuff, just to keep up appearances, but she didn’t really consider any of it hers.
As she packed, she filled her bags with the few personal items she truly cared about: a small sketchbook filled with her drawings, the simple necklace her grandmother had given her, and a book of fairy tales she held dear. She took one last look at her room, a mix of anticipation and uncertainty filling her as she prepared to say goodbye to the life she knew. She’d kept hoping her or Aki would figure out a way out of it, but if her family sent the House of Repose against Aki, they wouldn’t stop sending people until he was dead, and she couldn’t have that.
With a heavy sigh, she picked up her bags and walked towards the front door. Tiberius was already there, waiting for her. She looked at him, a man she barely knew, and yet was about to entrust her life to. All she could do now was hope for the best.
However, her heart pounded with anxiety as she packed her belongings, wondering what her new life would look like. As the footman delivered the message of Tiberius's arrival, she drew a deep breath, bracing herself for the journey ahead. She didn’t have much for belongings, at least that were actually hers. When her parents took her from the Free Marches, they bought her a lot of new stuff, just to keep up appearances, but she didn’t really consider any of it hers.
As she packed, she filled her bags with the few personal items she truly cared about: a small sketchbook filled with her drawings, the simple necklace her grandmother had given her, and a book of fairy tales she held dear. She took one last look at her room, a mix of anticipation and uncertainty filling her as she prepared to say goodbye to the life she knew. She’d kept hoping her or Aki would figure out a way out of it, but if her family sent the House of Repose against Aki, they wouldn’t stop sending people until he was dead, and she couldn’t have that.
With a heavy sigh, she picked up her bags and walked towards the front door. Tiberius was already there, waiting for her. She looked at him, a man she barely knew, and yet was about to entrust her life to. All she could do now was hope for the best.
I’m all ready.She carried one bag herself, but the servants carried the other bags, it wasn’t much, but it was all she had. Her real possessions were back home in the Free Marches after all. She imagined eventually the truth would come out about her life, she just hoped if it did she’d be able to trust Tiberius, because if he went back to her parents about it, her loved ones were as good as dead.
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