wn the blue ones. I could feel his fear as he talked about the city, and I should have felt it just as well. I had saved Anders, after he destroyed the Kirkwall chantry and Elthina with it. My mercy had infuriated Sebastian, and in turn he vowed to reclaim Starkhaven and raze the city of chains, taking Anders and me with him. I should have shared Ander's fear, but I couldn't. Despite my strained relationship with the prince, I felt a strange sort of kinship with him. We had both lost our family, although in different circumstances, and despite my apparent hatred for him, I still had a soft spot inside for the man. Anders would never understand, so I danced around the subject every time it came up. "You need to eat more. Look at you, you're getting so skinny," I scolded the apostate. “And you’re avoiding my conversation.” “I don’t want to talk about it.” "Of course not. You're absolutely in love with that damn Prince, aren't you!? Always... middle of paper. .....ed but who cares? You were going to do it anyway "Izzy pleaded. I was always angry with her for bringing up my regrets, but the pirate was right—and a ship—and she was usually never that eager to help. And who was I to refuse an ally? And neutral, too? I held back my anger and looked Isabella straight in the eyes, my gaze fixed on hers. “Are we leaving tomorrow, then?” » I asked. Isabella let out an obnoxious scream and attacked me with another one of her groping "hugs", before running off to her room without a word. I spun on my heel to follow her and went up the stairs to say goodnight to Anders before disappearing into his room. It's a shame I didn't notice the hooded figure who had been listening to my entire conversation with Isabela, the golden clasp of her dress glinting mischievously in the dim light, revealing the crest of Starkhaven royalty..

Essay / wn the blue ones. I could feel his fear as he talked about the city, and I should have felt it just as well. I had saved Anders, after he destroyed the Kirkwall chantry and Elthina with it. My mercy had infuriated Sebastian, and in turn he vowed to reclaim Starkhaven and raze the city of chains, taking Anders and me with him. I should have shared Ander's fear, but I couldn't. Despite my strained relationship with the prince, I felt a strange sort of kinship with him. We had both lost our family, although in different circumstances, and despite my apparent hatred for him, I still had a soft spot inside for the man. Anders would never understand, so I danced around the subject every time it came up. "You need to eat more. Look at you, you're getting so skinny," I scolded the apostate. “And you’re avoiding my conversation.” “I don’t want to talk about it.” "Of course not. You're absolutely in love with that damn Prince, aren't you!? Always... middle of paper. .....ed but who cares? You were going to do it anyway "Izzy pleaded. I was always angry with her for bringing up my regrets, but the pirate was right—and a ship—and she was usually never that eager to help. And who was I to refuse an ally? And neutral, too? I held back my anger and looked Isabella straight in the eyes, my gaze fixed on hers. “Are we leaving tomorrow, then?” » I asked. Isabella let out an obnoxious scream and attacked me with another one of her groping "hugs", before running off to her room without a word. I spun on my heel to follow her and went up the stairs to say goodnight to Anders before disappearing into his room. It's a shame I didn't notice the hooded figure who had been listening to my entire conversation with Isabela, the golden clasp of her dress glinting mischievously in the dim light, revealing the crest of Starkhaven royalty..

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