By the time I had descended the staircase, it would seem that everyone, our guests included, had already been seated. I was of course quite embarrassed, specifically due to the fact that for some unknown reason my father decided not to send for me. Regardless of the embarrassment, there was not a chance that I would let anyone figure it out. I would simply walk in as if I were meant to be delayed. Fashionably late should I say? I was certainly fashionable.
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The Heart Of A True Tevinter
FanfictionA story of an unsettling arrangement between the two biggest showoffs of Tevinter.
