Re: [Val Royeaux Proper] 3 Frumentum
She flicked a small smile at him across the rim of her cup before draining the last of the herbal tea. Sighing, she set the empty glass down on the table. She thought about ordering some food, but her stomach rebelled at the thought. Pressing a hand against her belly, she grimaced slightly.
"I hope so," she said softly. "For the sake of the future." Sighing, she shot him a sheepish grin. "I apologize for my melancholy demeanor, Ser Rhone. I suppose it is simply that I am not feeling very well as of late. The tension here has made me feel... worried about what will come next." Could it be as bad as a war? Between the Chantry and those mages who wished to be free?