"There is to be wine? My goodness. Perhaps I'm still underestimating the accommodations for prisoners." A bed, excellent food, wine? As long as he wasn't lying about the presence of books in her room, maybe this isn't going to be so bad after all (and as long as the books are in a language she can read. That would be just her luck.)
"Unusual but not impossible, then. I will put to rest my concerns about being burned as a witch or the like. I'm growing more and more convinced I crashlanded in the right place."
She looks around at the furnishings as they pass through the hallways, a level of luxury she's familiar with and deeply appreciative of. It's almost enough to distract her from the overwhelming feeling of deja vu he's still inspiring somewhere in the back of her thoughts.
"Commander... Cullen, was it?" She turned her face slightly to throw him a glance, out of the corner of her eye. "I do appreciate your fair treatment, thus far. You seem..." Ivy stops just short of saying "familiar." "The guards seemed to speak well of you."
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"Unusual but not impossible, then. I will put to rest my concerns about being burned as a witch or the like. I'm growing more and more convinced I crashlanded in the right place."
She looks around at the furnishings as they pass through the hallways, a level of luxury she's familiar with and deeply appreciative of. It's almost enough to distract her from the overwhelming feeling of deja vu he's still inspiring somewhere in the back of her thoughts.
"Commander... Cullen, was it?" She turned her face slightly to throw him a glance, out of the corner of her eye. "I do appreciate your fair treatment, thus far. You seem..." Ivy stops just short of saying "familiar." "The guards seemed to speak well of you."