“I’ll have you know, it was your comment which inspired my reaction.” “Comment?” “Seeing me on my knees.” The reminder of it still needled me. “That bothered you.” “I imagine it’d bother most women. It implies …” “Yes?” he asked, and I wanted to swat the amusement from his voice. “It implies dominance over me. Which you do not possess.” He snorted and kept on down the corridor. “Yet, you follow after me to your cell. Wearing my tunic.” “I chose this cell, did I not? And as for your tunic, I’d have sooner slept in a potato sack, had I been given the choice.” “You’re welcome to remove it, if
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