[She had never asked for this. Eliana had only ever wanted an adventure, a chance for a tale and she had begged them all to let her go with Liaran. Begged and when the Keeper had finally cracked and allowed it there was little Darina could do to stop her sister. Eliana had always been stubborn in her own ways, had always been able to charm her way into getting what she wanted and surely, with Liaran she would be safe. Her brother would never let anything happen to her.
And he hadn't, in a way.
The weight of Liaran's death weighs heavy on her shoulders all the same, as troublesome as the mark that sits in her hand. Both keep her up and night and it's out of that she doesn't mind these late night war table meetings. She doesn't understand much she knows but her knowledge is growing in all things, shem politics and warfare becoming easier to understand and really. Cassandra and Cullen can handle much of that, while Josephine and Leliana handle the rest. Her purpose it seems, is just for another voice, or to be kept aware of all their plans.
But night time stretches out, bringing tiredness with it. For all her restless sleep she still does need it and she feels her exhaustion creeping up her spine, making her eyes start to close as she half heartedly nods along to whatever Josephine is saying. Something about some nobles, names she never even heard before all this.
The bang of the door being kicked open has them all alert though, Eliana finding herself being pushed back as Cass and Cullen both draw their swords, ready to protect the Herald. But the voice is familiar and Eli straightens up, eyes wide with surprise as she tries to get back past Leliana.]
Ella? [A huff and she shakes her head at Leliana, silently telling her to stand down as she moves forward] No- Cassandra, Cullen, it's fine, please, don't. She. She's a friend.
[And then some she supposes, but right now her focus is getting around her guards to see her friend properly]
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And he hadn't, in a way.
The weight of Liaran's death weighs heavy on her shoulders all the same, as troublesome as the mark that sits in her hand. Both keep her up and night and it's out of that she doesn't mind these late night war table meetings. She doesn't understand much she knows but her knowledge is growing in all things, shem politics and warfare becoming easier to understand and really. Cassandra and Cullen can handle much of that, while Josephine and Leliana handle the rest. Her purpose it seems, is just for another voice, or to be kept aware of all their plans.
But night time stretches out, bringing tiredness with it. For all her restless sleep she still does need it and she feels her exhaustion creeping up her spine, making her eyes start to close as she half heartedly nods along to whatever Josephine is saying. Something about some nobles, names she never even heard before all this.
The bang of the door being kicked open has them all alert though, Eliana finding herself being pushed back as Cass and Cullen both draw their swords, ready to protect the Herald. But the voice is familiar and Eli straightens up, eyes wide with surprise as she tries to get back past Leliana.]
Ella? [A huff and she shakes her head at Leliana, silently telling her to stand down as she moves forward] No- Cassandra, Cullen, it's fine, please, don't. She. She's a friend.
[And then some she supposes, but right now her focus is getting around her guards to see her friend properly]