Morrigan, [ he says, and pauses, solas' secrets behind his teeth. ]
Would proof comfort you, or distress you further?
[ and slowly, slowly (he is not a creature given to comforting) he cups her cheek, presses his forehead to hers, utterly elven in the elegant overcomplicated way of all their movements, all the ceremony. ]
Do not blame yourself, [ he says. ] She had millenia to practice.
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Would proof comfort you, or distress you further?
[ and slowly, slowly (he is not a creature given to comforting) he cups her cheek, presses his forehead to hers, utterly elven in the elegant overcomplicated way of all their movements, all the ceremony. ]
Do not blame yourself, [ he says. ] She had millenia
to practice.
[ and enough daughters to refine herself on. ]