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It was a rarity, these days, for the Right Hand of the Divine to have a full day to herself, a day without duties, at that---though the latter, perhaps, wasn’t entirely true. Whereas matters surrounding the Chantry had calmed down since the Ten Year Gathering, word had come to her that there had been some unrest within the White Spire, courtesy of the paranoia of the Templars that were stationed there. Granted, keeping the Templars in check was among her duties, though not directly her responsibility...but she had a personal interest in this. Galyan was there. Avexis was there. The mages that saved her from the executioner’s blade were there. None of them were to be hassled with, or that Right Hand would surely turn into a fist.
But, for now, rumours remained rumours, and as she had not visited the Circle in some time, she was intent on investigating matters before drawing conclusions.
Despite not having been there for a while, in stead opting to meet Galyan outside of Val Royeaux more often than not for the simple idea of being away from their duties for a short while, she still knew how to navigate the Spire perfectly well. Not that it was difficult to begin with; there was a clear structure to the housing of the Mages and the overseeing Templars, all one really needed to know was where specific individuals were either in training or accommodated in personal quarters. This time it wasn’t Regalyan’s quarters she would be visiting, but Avexis in stead. The young mage had been through a lot over a short span of time, and Cassandra felt it was partly her responsibility to see to it that her future would have her wanting for nothing.
Her search along the middle levels of the Spire comes to an end not long after it had begun, as a glimpse of long, golden hair catches her eye, and her lips settle for a contented smile to find the girl looking better than she had when they had first met.
“Avexis. It’s been some time---have you been well?”
