“You called me Idunet just for asking you dancing, and it hurt. You’ve rejected me every time I’ve reached out for anything other than your body—and you’ve rejected me for that too, and then changed your mind fifteen times until I don’t know which way’s up anymore or what I’m supposed to be doing to please you. I don’t want to play that game anymore, Tam, I’m tired of it. I want—” Lyford’s voice cracked, and he cleared his throat. “I’m favored of Angarat, Tam. Not Idunet. Do you understand?” Tam had once more flushed hot with shame. Of course he understood—Lyford didn’t want sex and hedonism
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