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#c;; the lion of the mountains {cullen | sharp teeth and wide grins}
threadxsteel · 2 years
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threadxsteel · 1 year
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❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ( Cullen // sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins )
The question caught her off guard, and Lywc's hand drifted up to lightly touch the scar bracketing her right eye, her lyrium-blue eye. She was held by the Inquisition Commander's gaze for a moment before averting hers.
"It's . . . old history. Not a very interesting story, I'm afraid," she replied, her voice a bit watery even to her own ears.
Very consciously, she lowered her hand and placed her palm on a post of the training ring she'd set up in Skyhold's courtyard for working with new horses. Lywc put effort into a smile and forced herself to look at him again. "But, surely that's not why you came here. What can I do for you, Commander? Have a new horse that needs breaking in? Or perhaps a new recruit interested in picking up a few fencing skills?"
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