No one said anything, though. And there was land. His eyes were closed, his breathing ragged. Ro-manda and Lelaine clung to a cold outward dignity, but most of the others shielded and guarded on the floor wept quiet
That is one thing we need to change. Valda's touch, his bed, could be forgotten, with time, but she would never be able to wash the shame of that yes from her lips. Dressing quickly, he chose a plain coat of dark bronze silk, then stuffed the sliced rags as far under the bed as he could reach until he could dispose of them without Nerim seeing. She would not hope too much.
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