It's... entirely strange, and he's not sure that it's in a good way, to be standing in a Fereldan kennels, on Ferelden soil, when he left Kirkwall that morning knowing the whole place would be at a standstill until he returned from doing his part to ensure good and just rule for the Arling of Amaranthine.
(He stands as though perhaps his body might evaporate into the air, which smells of dog and horse and hay and damp and, under all that, good, clean earth.
He hadn't expected it to smell the same, after seven years, after a Blight.)
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It's... entirely strange, and he's not sure that it's in a good way, to be standing in a Fereldan kennels, on Ferelden soil, when he left Kirkwall that morning knowing the whole place would be at a standstill until he returned from doing his part to ensure good and just rule for the Arling of Amaranthine.
(He stands as though perhaps his body might evaporate into the air, which smells of dog and horse and hay and damp and, under all that, good, clean earth.
He hadn't expected it to smell the same, after seven years, after a Blight.)