The Dance
I seem to have written a new story. Pentilyet, for a change. You can find The Dance up on AO3.Â
“I do not dance,” said Cassandra firmly.
“Oh, come now” said Josephine, sighing. “Can you expect us to believe that Nevarran princesses are not taught such elementary skills?”
“I went to the Seekers when I was twelve years old,” said Cassandra, scowling. She did not mention that the seekers also taught dancing, believing it to be a useful diplomatic tool. That was not relevant.
“If Cassandra cannot or will not dance, she doesn’t need to,” said Lavellan impatiently then. “I’m not certain why I need to, either.”
That brought both Josephine and Leliana’s attention right back to her, which suited Cassandra perfectly.
