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Three of the councilors take turns walking around her, looking at her teeth and her skin, checking her hair for lice, I assume. The fourth one just looks half asleep in his chair.
Merrick and the others finally look satisfied. ‘Everything seems to be in order.’
He looks at me, and I try to seem bored, standing off from the others as if I don't care about any of this. I’m gratified when his gaze lingers for a moment longer.
‘Have you yet released her?’
‘We have,’ Dane affirms.
‘And would you be willing to show your technique here this morning? I will tell you that Healer Reyn had his doubts that you’d be successful without the Block.’ Merrick looks over at the three-holed wooden bar in the corner. ‘Do you need it to release her? We can easily get it out.’
Lia tenses next to Dane, who gives the counselor a small smile. ‘Thank you, but I believe we can get along without it. Lia, go to the table and bend over it.’
‘Yes, sir,’ she answers meekly, not looking up from the floor.
She walks to the table slowly and leans over it, waiting like a good slave.
‘You,’ Merrick gestures to me, his eyes hard. ‘I think we’d like to see your technique.’
I give him a gracious nod. ‘Of course.’ I turn my attention back to Lia.
‘Lift your skirts.’
She does as I say, baring her rosy arse to the room.
A couple of the councilors chuckle at the sight.
‘I see she's been disciplined recently,’ Merrick murmurs as he steps forward to have a closer look.
Before I can speak, Dane chuckles. ‘Yes, you were a bit of a naughty girl this morning, weren't you, Lia?’
‘Yes, sir.’ she murmurs.
I lean over her, giving her a small pat on the head and a fond smile, just as we saw Reyn do with Gwennie.
At Merrick’s questioning look, Dane shakes his head. ‘Burned our breakfast,’ He tells the room.
‘Ah.’ Merrick laughs. ‘They can be a bit scatterbrained, especially if they’re in need of a release.’
Dane merely nods in commiseration. ‘We’ve found that as well, but she’s a clever little thing. She responds well to a little correction.’
Ugh.
I try not to let my feelings show on my face, wanting to get this over with, probably as much as the Harbinger does.
‘Spread yourself,’ I order, putting my hand on the small of her back.
She takes a breath and does what I say calmly.
‘Very good,’ I say.
I see her turn her head away from the watching eyes to look at the wall before she closes them completely.
Her breathing changes slightly, and I know that she's imagining the scenario she told me about.
I don't speak to her as I draw a finger down her slit to gauge its slickness. Finding her wet enough, for now, I ease a finger into her passage. She grunts at the intrusion.
I feel my mind drifting towards her almost without realizing it, and I see a vague picture of the library in Alcana.
