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#anavi is like. the worst person to have as a sister in law lmao
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tagged by @fade-and-loathing-in-thedas. managed to dig up something i haven't shared yet from the family visit of the pavellan fic
Late one night, Dorian stepped out of his tent to relieve himself. On his way back, Anavi appeared at his side, as soundlessly as Lavellan always did. Thankfully, Dorian managed to stifle his cry of surprise.
“Good evening,” he said.
Her smile quirked, and Dorian got the distinct feeling she was laughing at him. Despite their near opposite personalities, it seemed Lavellan and his sister were not so different, after all.
“Can I help you with something?” he asked, as they arrived at the edge of camp.
“Your practice of necromancy is different than I have seen before,” she remarked lightly.
It was not the conversation Dorian was expecting, but he would not disoblige her. “I’m from Tevinter,” he said.
“I had noticed,” she said, eyes narrowing ever so slightly.
“I did learn from the texts of Nevarran Mortalitasi scholars but had the freedom to experiment with my own style.”
“A style that seems to involve many unnecessary flourishes,” she remarked.
“Perhaps,” Dorian sniffed. “But without them, I would look far less magnificent.”
“And you cannot have that,” she said.
“It seems you’re beginning to understand me.”
A delicate brow arched at that, exactly as Lavellan’s did when he was being judgmental. “It certainly seems to work on Yuo, nevertheless.”
“Excuse me?” Dorian asked, taken off guard.
“But then,” she continued, “he’s always liked flashy shows of power.”
Dorian fumbled for something to say. “Is that so?”
“I confess, I was surprised when he told me he had a Tevinter altus among his ‘Inner Circle’.”
“Ah, yes,” Dorian scoffed. “Because there are none from Tevinter who might be compelled to help save the world.”
She laughed, sharp, derisive, and lovely. “I expect very little from humans, regardless of nationality. You will always only do what you want. What surprised me was that Yuo took you to his side.”
Dorian was quiet.
“My brother is not the trusting kind, least of all of your kind.”
Dorian snorted. “You do not need to tell me that.” “What’s most surprising is not just that you managed to earn his trust, but that he gave you the chance to. Quite unusual,” she mused. “It is a rare thing for Yuo to surprise me.”
tagging @mrs-theirin, @calicostorms, @ringneckedpheasant, @transfenris-truther, @midnight-octopus
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