Northstar Vale you've made a pig's ear

archiving!

For a heartbeat, his eyes are on her  –  but it's enough to have her stretching up for him, a woozy sunflower in wintertime. His words, though more commanding than chiding, are what steadies her, and sends her on her bleary stroll for the sake of finally, finally seeking slumber. To return to Cuivénen will be an adventure on its own, in her state; but for now somnolent, sentimental Andraste is content in her own right to do that which she has been charged with, and wonders  (giggling stupidly, of course)  at how that tour-something-or-other will go.