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I preferred the old books better. [This thing is being folded every which way, because they just had to make this thing harder to use.] At least you knew where you stood with them. The old books never changed; they might never have been easy to use, but they you knew what you were supposed to do with them.

[Is he talking about the book, still? Maybe, maybe not.] With all this talk of the Initiative and the United Earth issues, there's been something that's come up several times. Something I would be worried about, and so should others.

Traitors. Those who turned away from the goal right when their colleagues needed them most. Or the ones who never came to help in the first place, though they said they would. Traitors also includes liars. Yes. Liars. The ones who never tell the truth, especially when the truth could be the information you needed the most.

[He's getting exasperated with this new book.] I wonder, how did everyone else treat liars back home? In Ferelden, we had several ways of punishing those that had committed crimes against the crown, or those who'd lied and were caught. Some of them seemed rather harsh, but if someone who steals loses a finger, why not have the liar lose something as well? Something they value, something close to them, so that they can be hurt as much as they have hurt those around them.

So, how should we treat those liars, here? If we find traitors, what do we do with them? A mock execution, whipping, leaving them bound and gagged in a small room? Killing them would just be too merciful for what they've done, wouldn't it? [He pauses.]

Andraste's foul breath, this new book is more difficult then the other! [Okay, he's done with this book thing. With a yell, he throws it across the room.]

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I am composed. [Ooooh no. Nope. At the sound of her voice, he'd at least gone and picked up the new netbook thing. It's a good thing he can see her face. He wants to see it when he lets her know that he knows that she knows.]

You don't know what could have brought this up? [What indeed.] I was just letting everyone know what we did to people who lied to their majesties, back home. I think some of these should transfer over to this world, don't you?

How on earth could I possibly know? I have not seen hide nor hair of you in the past few days or so.

[sob sob she knows, but she's not letting up and her expression remains neutral.

oh-so-tentatively:]

Which ones would you consider?

Didn't you think there was some reason, for a husband to ignore his wife for a few days when he is not in another part of the kingdom? [Didn't you, Anora? DIDN'T YOU!?

You are just digging that hole deeper, Anora. You really are.]

I'm unsure, right now. Which do you think is the best punishment for losing someone's trust? You have such good ideas, sometimes, I'd really like your input on this.

I am afraid in these circumstance of us being in a lands beyond Ferelden, beyond our range of power...I am not quite certain what the best form punishment would be.

[SHE'S TRYING TO SEE IF SHE CAN GET OUT OF THIS.]

I really wish you would tell me what is wrong. You should not air such fits out in public.

Take a guess. [Less sarcastic now, and more hardened. He is the king, not some boy she can push out of the way. Not anymore. Not today.]

Take a guess on what would be so devastating that I feel the need to air it to the public. What is so devastating that I need to find the best punishment for someone close to me who has lied to me ever since I first arrived here.

[LMAO SHE'S BEEN CAUGHT.

she frowns. there's a coiling in her stomach and the colour in her face drains.]

I did not lie about anything Cailan. I wanted to tell you...I...

[she cuts herself off and suddenly her voice grows firm, swallowing her apprehension with an anger directed towards the Warden who went against her wishes.]

What did she say.

[Hell yes she's been caught. And she's been caught about a lot of things.]

If you wanted to tell me, why didn't you!? Why didn't you tell me, Anora!? I'm not a child, you have no right to treat me like I am one! I asked you, I asked you about the future, and you should have told me.

[No no no, you're not shifting the blame onto the Warden. Ever heard the phrase "Snitches get stitches", dear?]

She's not in this conversation, dear, it's just us.

If it is just us, then why make a scene over the network husband?

[she's trying so hard to private this, but she's not tech savvy and it took her forever to figure out how to private conversations on her old device...

and this one is proving more difficult.]

I wish to see you in person, Cailan. Then we shall have a little chat about what our dear Warden so unceremoniously told you.

Because you wouldn't listen if I tried talking to you! You're off, spending time with Alistair, and ignoring the fact that there are plenty of things we should be discussing! Instead, it's like back home, wandering through the same castle but down separate halls.

[Hence why he hasn't had it private. He has no idea how.]

You have no right to treat her so poorly! She did what you were not brave enough to do, and she should be commended for it. You are the one at fault here, Anora!

Do you honestly think this was something I could easily ignore? And, if I recall correctly, there were many a time where you did not mind wandering separate halls when something was amiss.

[is that a jab at his past dalliances? I'm pretty sure it is. she's prickling up, putting on a shell to defend herself and still not willing to take the blame.]

I am not going to continue this discussion here, Cailan. Come see me. Now.

It seems to be! [You know what, Anora? No. You can't even hurt him with those reminders, not right now. He is not going to back down; try using them a different day.]

Where should I come see you? In the little love nest that you've established in the city? I'm not going there!

Little love n...Cailan. [she looks aghast. ARE YOU SERIOUS.] You are being ridiculous.

[Hell yes he's serious. As serious as pie.]

Am I, Anora? Am I truly being ridiculous? [Nope.] I'm not stepping foot in that building. You'll come here.

You are.

[her eyes narrow. yeah this isn't something she'd discuss over the network.]

I will be right over.

[and she disconnects the feed and WE CAN ACTION IT OUT BETWEEN MY STUDYING IF YOU WANT.]

[So long as you don't mind my epic slowness as well. But he'll wait for her at his apartment, thankful that his roommates are not around. This isn't a discussion that should be privy to their ears.

Despite the fact that he aired his issues over the network, in a way.]

[Yeah thanks for that, hubby.

She arrives, tense, one edge, and not in a good mood, and she sharply knocks at his apartment door.]

[He's up in a flash, opening the door with a frown. Oh. It's you.]

Come in. [He opens the door wider.] None of my roommates are home, right now.

Good.

[she strides past him towards where she assumes the living room is, taking a seat on the couch.

she's wasting no time, honestly, her nerves are shot.]

Though they probably heard everything they needed to hear over the network.

They did, I wouldn't want to hide from them what they might need to know.

[Sarcastic Cailan is Sarcastic, and he shuts the door, sitting down in a chair across from her. So different then the first time, hm?]

More then I could have ever hoped for.

[her eyes narrow.

welp. time to cut to the chase.]

She had no right to tell you.

You're right. You should have told me right at the beginning. [His eyes narrow in return.]

Accept responsibility for your mistakes. That's what a queen would do.

And I wonder how that would have went.

[she crosses her arms, her posture remaining straight. she's prideful, she won't admit her mistakes...not yet.

there's a bit of her father in her, after all.]

I was trying to approach the topic as delicately as possible, Cailan. Had I not been attacked, I would have told you upon your arrival once you had been settled.

I'm sure it would have went fine.

[God, he's just so angry! He stands up and begins pacing. He can't sit with all this energy.]

There was time, Anora. When we were down in those... those tunnels, for so many days. You could have told me! Instead, you forbade people from bringing it up. Now you shift the blame onto someone who was only acting loyal to me...

[He gives a little rage sound, knocking a lamp off of the side table.] You betrayed me!

[she jumps up from the couch when he knocks the lamp over, hands balled into fists at her side. they've had their fights, they've had their arguments in the five years of their marriage, and she knows how he can let his emotions take over.

he was always the fire, while she was the ice.]

How on earth could I betray a man who is dead where I am from?

[she motions to the fallen lamp, voice sharp as ever.]

This is why I didn't tell you, Cailan. This is what I feared would happen if I told you, that you would let your emotions cloud what little sense you have in that golden...glory-seeking head of yours.

I did not betray you. I would never betray you.

Just that! What you said! [He knocks over the chair as well, stomping down and breaking one of the legs.]

If I'm dead back home, then what does any of this matter, isn't that right? You don't need to tell me anything, since you have that husband of yours, and he'll be there to keep you company. To be the one you whisper to at night, which I am sure has already happened!

[The anger is turning down, a little, moving into more emotional.] You've betrayed me, Anora! You let me think... I had a purpose, here, to bring back all I had learned home with me.

[He goes into the little side kitchen, slumping onto the ground.]

...I've lost everything. I picture you and... Alistair.. laughing at me.

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