I'd have seen what the Commander thought about all of this if he were here, but he's off hacking darkspawn to bits, and half of the others from Thedas seem to want to do the same with me.

<sub>[His smile is on the sheepish side. He feels obliged to offer some explanation for why he's inviting himself into Alistair's life like an unannounced guest. Part of it could be that it goes against his instincts to lean on people; it feels like another personal failure on top of letting this other stuff take over his thoughts.

Joking about mistaking identities is the perfect distraction from his self-deprecating spiral. With Alistair's stamp of approval, Anders seems to warm to the fantasy, clapping his hands together decisively.]</sub>

I think I could learn to live with fancy shampoos! Who's to say there's not a world out there where mages born to royalty keep their status? But kingship sounds like too much work. I could settle for being an arl, maybe. My wife and my mistresses could live comfortably in my arling's castle.

_{[He turns his gaze on Alistair, a smirk making his expression look impish.]}

While we're on the topic, I've been meaning to ask... Is it true about Her Majesty? Is she as stunning as they say?