"I know. Sometimes it feels like saving space for those who need it least. I know it's still our space. But I can't imagine being someone I could be around if I demanded aristocratic comforts everywhere I went."
"It is absurd!" Pel scrunches her nose, missing the point. "If you're someone's guest, you try not to put everyone out trying to please you. But if you're rich enough, you can do as you please and people will call it an honor. Even the Inquisition."
"Allow me to make the recommendation you never spend too much time in Val Royeaux." It would not end well. "It is politics and influence, assumed insults can ruin a reputation that is still fragile. So we must take steps not to cause insult. We are not precisely rolling in coin, otherwise the Hold would have been repaired and refurnished months ago."
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Like the ears.
And the facial tattoo.
And the bare feet.
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