"With the Chantry as shaky as it is I doubt anyone wants to alienate the people any more than they have." Dorian huffs out a breath. "Southern politics are a mystery."

He ignores the way his heart leaps in his chest. No one has ever said that without it meaning something else, that they would get personal gain from his friendship. For his lovers it was about the thrill of being with him and they never said it was good for them.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you when you fuck up as well," he says primly. He ends up smiling at him in return, though. Oh, he could almost kiss him right now. "It will be my great pleasure."