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Elara blinked. “That’s heresy.”

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“I am going east,” she said.

Elara’s hands trembled as she took it. The fabric felt like sin against her bare skin. She pulled it over her head. The sensation of covering—of hiding —was so foreign it made her dizzy. Elara blinked

“That’s physics,” he replied softly. He gestured to a chair. “Sit. I will keep my robe on, but I will also keep my hands where you can see them. Now: what do you feel when you are naked before a clothed man?” All women, from the lowest chandler’s daughter to

“Then arrest me,” she said, and walked past.