[Though it's not obvious, as Anora has been trained in the art of recomposing herself in the wake of something that's emotionally and mentally jarring, her mind is racing.
It's one thing to have Alistair as sole ruler...it was an outcome that she had feared but expected. But for the Warden to rule alongside him? The Couslands had been a well-liked family, of course, but Elissa was the youngest and having two Wardens on the throne would be...
How could Ferelden simply accept something like that? Did those five years of holding Cailan's hand, leading behind closed doors truly mean nothing to her people?]
Nevermind.
[She motions to him and sits back, crossing her arms. Her expression is stoic and whatever amusement she might had have from this tale is gone as her mind continues to flit through the endless possibilities of what could have happened to her. Of what could have happened to the throne.]
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It's one thing to have Alistair as sole ruler...it was an outcome that she had feared but expected. But for the Warden to rule alongside him? The Couslands had been a well-liked family, of course, but Elissa was the youngest and having two Wardens on the throne would be...
How could Ferelden simply accept something like that? Did those five years of holding Cailan's hand, leading behind closed doors truly mean nothing to her people?]
Nevermind.
[She motions to him and sits back, crossing her arms. Her expression is stoic and whatever amusement she might had have from this tale is gone as her mind continues to flit through the endless possibilities of what could have happened to her. Of what could have happened to the throne.]
Continue.