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He lifted his right hand, where his ring finger had been marked. "Saval said it's usually seen in priests who ask to leave the temple later in life to get married."

"Yeah," I breathed, holding up my hands. "She told me the same."

Each of the guys looked, and then dropped their eyes to their own fingers. Then, "Who's the fourth?" Talin asked.

"What?" Eladehl shook his head. "There's no fourth."

"Look at her hands, jackass, and then ours. Rings aren't common, but she has one for each of us. We all know she's god-marked. What are these?" Talin wiggled his fingers. "And look where we are located. Both guardians on the index fingers, and her partner on the ring finger?"

"Then who gets the one on her marriage finger?" Wraythe asked.

Talin groaned. "Zeal. His chosen."

"Yeah," Eladehl said, "but drowning her? Not really sending marriage signals."

"He kissed me first," I said, as if that somehow made it better. "He told me he wanted me to surrender, and he was naked, so I assumed..." I looked at them. "And then he kissed me, got hard, and led me to the pool."

Wraythe jerked his chin at me. "How big is a god's dick, anyway?"

I held out my hands at the approximate size. "About like that."

"Good." He smirked at me. "Won't make me feel inadequate."

"You?" Talin scoffed. "Bet you're as big around as my arm."

"Close," Eladehl said. "Man's got a tree trunk in his pants."

"Looks it."

I just threw up my arms. "You guys arewaytoo interested in dicks. You know that, right?"

"Hey," Eladehl said, poking me in the side. "I like dicks. I also want to try some of that beer. You want one, sweetheart?"

Talin laughed before I could decline. "Nope. She does not."

"Whatam I missing?" Eladehl demanded.

So Talin proceeded to tell them all about my first experience with ale, including how I'd boldly ordered it to be delivered to the room, and then how I hadhatedit. Granted, his version made it clear that taunting me to take another sip was because he knew it wouldn't get any better. Then he went into great detail about how I made spitting look sexy.

"Ok," Wraythe said. "I'm just curious about one thing. How did you get her naked without seeing her hands?"

"It was dark," both Talin and I said at the same time.

Wraythe just nodded. "Must've been very dark, because her lace went up to her biceps."

"Didn't change," I assured him, making a line on the sleeve of my shirt with a finger. "Stops here."

"As astudent?" Talin asked.

"Yeah, changed in my sixth year. I leaned into the basin, and I swear something pulled, because I slipped deeper."

He leaned into his chair. "What was it like before? The first time you touched the water."

"Um..." I glanced down at my hands. "I was mad because my father was leaving, and he didn't really tell me I'd be staying. So I wanted to get this thing over with and catch up. I kinda slapped the water. Pretty hard considering I was just a kid, but not that deep. Ended up with laced fingers and palms, but nothing on the back of my hands. Got picked on for it a bit, so I was ok when it got bigger."

"And you just had to the wrists?" Eladehl asked Talin.

He nodded. "Didn't change at sixth year, either."

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