It is a marvel. A city that is less a city and more living art, beautiful, perfect, and of infinite interpretations. There is a reason so many noble families have more than one estate. What you have in Val Royeaux is for show, a sign of wealth or status or influence- what you have for yourself is elsewhere. I do not have many memories of the estate there save for the garden. It is a bit impossible to forget it.

[ Where her magic manifested, the fountain glittering, frozen solid in the summer's night air. She'd been terrified, then. That she'd been whisked off to the Spire had not helped quite so much. ]

Ah...perhaps? I do not know. It would be pleasant to return but- a great deal of what made it wonderful for me was having my family present. Now my sisters are scattered across Thedas with their own families and my parents are busying themselves with my brother's marriage in Val Royeaux. [ Maybe if she took some of her new family with her, though. Shared that safe haven with them. ] With the Civil war as it is- I do not even know if it would be safe. There is a stalemate, or so I have heard but...I do not know.