Living dangerously, I see. Good, it's no fun otherwise.

[She smirks, fairly confident about her hand but the Angel of Death card hasn't been revealed yet. There's still time for it to improve further.]

It'll be a cold day in hell when those fucking nobles let go of their stupid Game, but at least now it's not interfering with important shit. The worst part? Once shit went down, I had to help guard the most whiny, pampered idiots in Orlais. One nearly ran into the Red Templars even though I told the idiot to stay close.