( silk cushions. yes. and blankets, and furs, and a fireside, and a door she can close in zevran's face. and someone to be kind to her and comb her hair and care if she dies or not.
no one here cares if she dies or not.
gwenaëlle sets her jaw and tucks her hands in her cloak, following him silently. there's not much else for it. )
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no one here cares if she dies or not.
gwenaëlle sets her jaw and tucks her hands in her cloak, following him silently. there's not much else for it. )