Room 211, Sunday Evening

[seeks_truth]

It had taken more time to move all of her things than Cassandra had entirely anticipated: her armor and equipment were happy, and she had gathered more books over the past year or so than she had thought. And of course, there were the bookshelves they had bought at the Isle of IKEA, which now took up most of the room. Still, as Cassandra put down the last of her book on their joint 'already read' shelf, it had been a good day's work.

"This is perfect," she said, stepping back from the shelves.

She appreciated her and Lucille's handiwork for a moment longer.

[[ open post, open door! ]]

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[seeks_truth]

"That would work," Cassandra mused. "She would have burns, perhaps a few other injuries. And here is this mage, willing to heal her."

[crimson_sister]

"That would be a good way to learn her trust and her gratitude." Lucille thought for a moment. "What do you think would make her love him? He should be quite dashing."

[seeks_truth]

"A dashing healer, filling her head with whispers of improving the world?" Cassandra suggested.

Not at all thinking of Anders, pfft.

[crimson_sister]

"Of course! How could she not be tempted?"

Lucille didn't notice resemblances to any students here.

[seeks_truth]

Well, she didn't know Anders. (And it wasn't like Cassandra liked him like that. If anything, she was irritated by her own inability to see past Anders' surface to the budding blood mage below.)

"Indeed," Cassandra said. "So that should be our set-up. When does she meet her friend?"

[crimson_sister]

"If they knew each other before and our heroine goes looking for her, they should be reunited after she has met the mage and fallen in love." That seemed best, didn't it? "Of course she would be suspicious of her friend's new love, while the heroine can suspect she is being jealous."