"What do you mean she won't attend? These rally groups were in the contract we made with the mages," Josephine frowns at the scout.
I'm sorry but Fennic is not in the right condition to give motivational speech, she is...busy, if you want sir Solas has offered to speak to a few," The scout responds to the frowning Josephine.
"Tell Solas it is appreciated but…still… She can't be! I mean it's morning she wouldn't be drinking this early…" Josephine argues.
"…" Silently, Meredith bows her head.
"She is isn't she…?" Head down, Josephine face palms.
"Well yes…" The scout responds.
"Urgh…fine move up the speech to later on then I will have to it seems. Tell the tavern owners, the inquisition will not be funding Fennic's tab until she does her speech," She orders the scout who nods and bows, leaving as briefly, I raise a brow when noting the vase on her desk of a pretty flowers.
"Those are pretty, from Blackwall I presume?" Cheekily, I smile at the studious Josephine.
"Leliana informed me. Blackwall is a gallant man, alas there are too many differences between us in station, it must be "la splendour des-coeurs perdus," Josephine sighs.
"Must be what?" I question to the alien phrase.
"It's an Orlesian term, "the splendour of lost hearts." It is when a passion is known but cannot be consummated- even though they would be lovers wish it with all their yearning. Looks may be exchanged. A small token may be left for one to find…but that is all it can ever be," Josephine translates.
"Like the flowers on your desk," I catch on.
"A courier delivered. A fresh batch comes every week. They're only found on the steepest slopes above Skyhold. Leliana tells me every week, early in the morning Blackwall slips out and hikes to where they grow," Josephine informs me.
"That's sweet," I can't help but gush, smiling at the effort Blackwall puts up with to express his devotion to Josephine.
"Not just appeal, an acknowledgement in "la splendeur des-coeurs perdus," love is respected but known. The ardour is bittersweet but named. It lets many retain dignity that would otherwise be flung to the wind…" Josephine finishes.
"I'll leave you to your work," Brightly I smile as Josephine smiles and I leave her to her duties deciding to head to Fennic, not sure how to approach Dorian or how things went, conflicted to ask or not….
Calmly, I approach the room opposite to mine, my brow furrowed at the lack of stuff in the room from prior only to see small pieces of furniture from a wine rack to a wooden desk.
"That's new…" I point out only to blink blushing, feeling rude when I notice Fennic at said desk, speaking to the scout form before who seems more casual, her posture more relaxed as Fen's eyes are on to the numerous paperwork at her desk.
"Meredith did it work?" Fen questions the girl.
"Yeah she bought it but...she's cutting off your tab…" Meredith warns her only to see Fen's wry smirk as she picks up a piece of paper.
"She wouldn't if she wishes to keep my services…" Fen growls.
"Shall I tell her this mam…?" Meredith enquires.
"No I'll do it myself. You've done enough for me as it is, I'll tend to the matter besides don't you have your cousins christening to go to today?" Fen reminds her as I raise a brow surprised.
"Ah yes mam but I thought…" Meredith turns away saddened at the reminder.
"Just go to it," Fen sighs.
"But mam…" Meredith hesitates.
"If any of the advisors or any higher ups argue tell them to talk to me…" She deadpans.
"Thank you mam…" Meredith bows, gratitude evident in her tone as she turns to leave, quickly bowing to me as Fen stands.
"Don't get too used to this!" She calls out as the door slams shut leaving us alone.
"You let her go," I point out surprised as she scoffs.
"She had family matters to tend to," Fen shrugs.
"I didn't think you were so kind…" I smile.
"I'm not she's the only scout who approaches me," Fen huffs as I frown, each one of my advisors or at least companions have three scouts to tend to their desires or needs.
"What about the others?" I furrow my brow puzzled.
"Too scared, she's done what several other scots should be doing…it's only fair I give her a break…" Fen shrugs casually as I frown, I should tell Leliana of this, it's not fair for one poor soul to deal with all of that.
"You lied about drinking how bad are you at speeches?" I question curious.
"Pretty bad, I have to be hammered to make a speech or angry…" Fen shrugs, grabbing a glass of wine, and another in debate.
"Huh…you know Josephine's working real hard for you right," I remind her noting her eye roll.
"Yes, yes and I'm risking my life in helping out as well…" Fen mutters, her tone showing her indifference.
"I'm just saying," I exclaim.
"Yes and I don't care. Now what do you want? I have things to tend to," Fen demands annoyed.
"Do you?" I question curious about her role while the others drink or speak, I never noticed Fen was actually helping.
"Yeah Leliana wants me to double check her translations of Qunlat from Bull's messages and then Cullen wants me to help him with people today, seems I'll have to talk to bull for his report," She mutters to herself, scowling at the papers scattered all over her desk, almost struggling as she glances at the paper, far too quickly for her to read all of it and gather an understanding, strangely enough but I ignore the afterthought.
"I didn't know you did so much," I blurt out.
"How do you think I get to drink so much? Besides they just want advice on how to deal with Qunari…just in case…" Fen turns her back to the desk leaning against the wall and taking a sip of her wine.
"So….you think we should talk to Dorian he seemed upset when we got back but I didn't know whether to give him space or not," I confess, preferring to have another view on the matter as Fen takes another swig of her drink, going silent, head down and brow furrowed in deep thought.
"I think…you should go but don't be too demanding let him speak, don't push him I'll have someone send up to check on him later," Fen says as I frown.
"Why don't you go see him?" I ask frowning at her cold words.
"Cause someone's got a timetable to follow and someone has to keep an eye on a certain blondie to make sure he isn't acting too strangely, now then leave I got people to meet and all that shit," Fen huffs, kicking me out as we both leave, tending to our duties…