Their lessons don't always take place in the library. Sometimes they happen in Julius' office. And other times Athessa manages to make an argument for taking the lesson outside, or at least into one of the gardens for a change of scenery.
But this time was in the library, so none of that really matters outside of flavor. Though she fell behind during her month in the jungle, and only managed to sneak one lesson in before spending nearly the same amount of time in Orlais, she's making up time quite well. Her writing hasn't backslid into chicken-scratch because she's been practicing, and her reading has stayed where it is because she hasn't been practicing.
With the lesson finished, Athessa tips her chair back on its hind legs and lets her gaze drift over the nearest shelves of books. There are so many, about topics unknown, but she seems to remember something that prompts:
action! early august or whatever
But this time was in the library, so none of that really matters outside of flavor. Though she fell behind during her month in the jungle, and only managed to sneak one lesson in before spending nearly the same amount of time in Orlais, she's making up time quite well. Her writing hasn't backslid into chicken-scratch because she's been practicing, and her reading has stayed where it is because she hasn't been practicing.
With the lesson finished, Athessa tips her chair back on its hind legs and lets her gaze drift over the nearest shelves of books. There are so many, about topics unknown, but she seems to remember something that prompts:
"People write a lot about love, don't they?"