[ ...The woman thinks her name is beautiful. It is enough for Valya's mind to stutter instead of politely responding, and the moment has passed before she thinks to reply.
Instead Galadriel tells her a fantastical tale of a ship in the stars and people from different worlds. Indeed--Valya would have denied it, and did with others, but coming from someone who Valya viewed as a forebringer of her own race, she's prone to belief. For there is much and many that "true" elves know that the Dalish and the elves in the alienages do not. She swallows, accepting the facts and trying to move past them. She touches the griffon in her lap and moves a finger against it. ]
...I...I believe you. Is there any way to... To return to where we were?
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Instead Galadriel tells her a fantastical tale of a ship in the stars and people from different worlds. Indeed--Valya would have denied it, and did with others, but coming from someone who Valya viewed as a forebringer of her own race, she's prone to belief. For there is much and many that "true" elves know that the Dalish and the elves in the alienages do not. She swallows, accepting the facts and trying to move past them. She touches the griffon in her lap and moves a finger against it. ]
...I...I believe you. Is there any way to... To return to where we were?