LYRA VALORIC

“Here.” Lucian threw a dress at me, and I calmly caught it from where I was standing. He insisted I took a bath since I was sweating so much, and no matter how much I pleaded for him to leave so I could change, he refused.

“It’s either you wear your clothes here or you follow me naked. Your choice?”

Well, it didn’t sound like I had a choice… not like I had ever been offered one in the first place.

Wiping my body, I turned to face the wall as I let the washcloth ...