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Hawke: Andraste’s ass!
Merrill: What?
Hawke: Why are you so cold?
Merrill: I’m not.
Hawke: You’re like ice. Move your feet.
Merrill: But you’re so warm.
Hawke: I’m not warm! You’ve just got the temperature of a icicle.
Merrill: Hawke-
Hawke: Don’t "Hawke" me. You’re freezing!
Merrill: Mythal’enaste, Hawke. You’re being a bit dramatic.
Hawke: Am not. 
Hawke: Thank you.
10 seconds later
Hawke: Ah! Merrill!
Merrill: [giggling]
Hawke: It’s not funny!
Merrill: You don’t think so?
Hawke: I’m going to go sleep with Beast.
Merrill: Oh please don’t. He smells awful.
Hawke: What? No he doesn’t!
Merrill: I love him, Hawke, but he smells dreadful.
Hawke: He smells fine.
Merrill: He smells like… halla dung.
Hawke: I can’t believe you’d say that.

Prompt - Dispirited [adjective]: affected or marked by low spirits; dejected

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Weeks blended into months. Days passed unnoticed, and hours slipped away like seconds. When she was not walking the smooth stone cobblestones outside the Gallows, weeping and begging for anyone to let her see her precious Ellendre, she was here. At home. In the soft rocking chair of her children’s nursery, Ellendre’s favorite doll sat limply in her lap. Dispirited, lifeless. When her energy ran out, her family would usher her home and corral her here. Until what little life she could muster drove her back to the streets. Losing Ellendre was too much. The one joy in her life.

Prompt - Velvety: [adjective] suggestive of the texture of velvet; having a smooth, soft appearance, feel, or taste

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Merrill let out a small, muffled moan as the sweet dessert Hawke had left for her melted into her mouth. It was impossibly smooth and soft, with a rich sweet flavor that coated her tongue. She found the shemlen city to be dirty, violent, aggressive, confusing. This might be good enough to forgive that. Never in her life had she tasted something so excessively luxurious. It reminded her of the fancy fabric Isabela had shown her. What was it? Velvet. This was velvety. Was that a shemlen word? It should be. She would have to find Hawke something equally wondrous.