Out of the Shadows

Sir, you walk these streets more than I do, don't try and trick me. She said with a small sly smile. She knew better than to take his agreeing to the walk was just about health, but she was thankful for it all the more than she didn't have to feel quite as ashamed about being a handful. That was something that none of the people in her life had ever let her think -- society? She was more than anyone could handle, a strong minded, unmarried female? At her advanced age? She had to be defective in some way to run off any suitors. But the fact of the matter was that she didn't feel the sting of a loss of companionship, yet. She knew one day she might, but for now she was happy with the people that she did have never making her feel like she was a burden to them.

Maker knew that she was blessed in that respect. And so did she. But I believe your heart is healthier than most. Which, tell me, how are things with you and Rosie, since you seem to miss our conversations. She teased gently, tucking stray strand of hair that had slipped from her braid back behind her ear. While she was doing her best to look normal for their walk, inside she was still shaking a little. Her eyes went to the alley ways, checking and making sure. She had been so certain, and with her arm firmly tucked around Vince's she felt invincible again.

You first and then I'll tell you about my news about getting invited up to Tevinter to speak to some of their academics.

@Vincent Valathrian