An exchange with Fen for Sark and Henry XD.
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Varice has never wanted the lime-light. She never wanted fame - not that kind of fame. She'd never known exactly what she wanted until she came to Carthak to study at the University - and her place wasn't as assured as she thought it would be.
It was a fight to get in, but she is rich, or her father is, and so long as she stays away from certain classes, she's eventually been permitted to attend others. From the first moment she is left more or less alone in the company of Carthaki nobles, and realizes they are all staring, leering, making lewd gestures at her bare face, her fitted clothing, trying to smear her good name, she feels the old anger rise up and overpower her panic. She is a Northerner, and she refuses to feel uncomfortable for following her own customs.
It becomes her own personal act of defiance to become the best example of a Northern woman she can: beautiful, intelligent, the perfect hostess, an asset to any gathering.
When Aram tries to get her to better herself, she is hurt that he can't see how perfect she already is.
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