619 - With Bare Hands

"Grandmama!  He didn't!"



Kyriala's
grandmother leaned over the ceremonial cloth spread on the carpet, waving her
glass for emphasis.  "He did!  He did indeed!  I hide him behind my pillows disguised as a
bolster while my papa tore my room apart, certain that someone was threatening
my virtue!  I sat in bed leaning against
my pillows, my sheets pulled up around my ears, my nightgown rucked