Hawke noticed the medical tents as well, hoping the patients were healed and recovered their wounds, and hopefully not succumbing to their injuries instead. He entered the room after her, the heat was rather welcoming against the cold chill of the mountain air outside.

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“Someone already built a fire for us? A steward, perhaps? I never got used to having servants at our family estate in Kirkwall. It feels strange to me. I’d grown so used to working hard and doing everything on my own.”

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Nevertheless, he kicked off his boots under the bed and made his way over to the fireplace, warming his hands. “There’s nothing like a warm fire. It just makes me want to fall asleep right in front of it. The heat just warms you to the bone, it feels so nice…” ⚜️

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“Maker, that would be quite tragic.” He smiled, watching her eyes as she told the story of the lovers in the painting.” “How romantic.” He reached for her hand and lifted it to his lips, giving it a soft kiss. “I will always be by your side, Cassandra. My heart is yours.” ⚜️

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“I certainly would…and I like your accent, it’s very unique. I’m biased, but I’m sure others would agree. I like how you pronounce some words, too.” Out of instinct, he quickly reached out to catch her, holding her arms for support. “Whoa, easy there, my darling. Don’t wanna lose you.” ⚜️

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