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Markmywords clothing3/30/2023 She could think of few things more nauseating than arguing about clothing besides a murder victim’s corpse.ĭoubling back to her chambers, she dragged on pants and boots before hastily belting her saber. That and the attention the conversation was drawing from those who had been shouting was enough to convince Angharad to give in to Ishaan’s request. Tupoc’s gaze was hardly the most lascivious Angharad had ever been on the receiving end of – she’d had worse leers stretching out in sparring clothes after getting sweaty – but the pale eyes were distinctly appreciative as they took her in. “You can’t take a gift even when it’s dropped straight onto your lap.” “This is why people make sport of Ramayans, Nair,” Tupoc Xical opined, stepping out. Her underclothes ended high on her thighs, but she was hardly naked. “He’s asking you to put pants on,” she translated. Shalini leaned over his shoulder, glance flicking up and down, then let out an approving noise. Lord Ishaan was the first to notice her and the man – still chubby-cheeked, for all that the fresh scar across his lip now lent him a harder edge – turned red as an apple. She strode over to the crowd, only some of them turning at the sound: the rest were too busy shouting. The second was fury: Aines’ corpse could not have been left out of the hall by accident, the murderer had wanted them all to see it. To her very great shame, Angharad’s first reaction was relief it had not been one of hers.
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