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“Oh, only a year?” Suddenly, the woman was all smiles again.
“I get the feeling it will feel like forever.”
The woman walked up to Venetia and grabbed her arm, turning her around. “She is too muscular to wear a skirt. She should be in pants.”
Venetia nodded. “I know, but thank you for pointing it out.”
“And her hands need to be scrubbed. Doesn’t she wash?”
Syar growled. “Actually,lookat her, Myele.”
The woman looked slightly down at her and met her gaze. She grabbed Venetia’s hands and said, “She’s a jaguar?”
“Partially. No, I have no idea why. Is there somewhere around here I can get opera gloves that won’t kill me in this heat?” She looked down and said, “And boots or socks?”
Reynaldo was talking quickly to Syar, and the omega was smiling.
Ven said softly to the older woman, “I was asked to come here, I am here for a reason, and when it is fulfilled, I will go. No fuss.”
Myele looked at her with narrowed eyes. “How much are you being paid?”
“Nothing until I finish the contract. At that point, all expenses for my upkeep should be deducted, and then I will use what is left for a planned project.”
“Well, your hair is a disgrace. You need extensions. You also need a manicure and facial.”
“Where I lived, we were still in spring and not yet summer.” She smiled slightly. “Any other expensive treatments you can think of that will shrink my end payment?”
“Pedicure and a waxing.” She nodded. “I will arrange it tomorrow.”
“The waxing isn’t necessary.”
“Of course, it is.”
“I mean, no, it isn’t. That ship has sailed. When the spots came, the hair went.”
Myele blushed. “I see. I will come and get you tomorrow and take your maintenance into my concern.”
“Great. Where can I bathe or shower?”
“The king will show you tonight.”
“Okay. Fine. Thank you for your consideration.” She could live with the contempt for a year. After that, she could go back to where she belonged and kick off her charity with a boost. She sighed mentally. The contempt might fade over time. Right now, she was the strange thing that had been dropped in their midst because the king had an impulse.
Syar walked toward her and wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling her neck.
Myele was surprised. “Your Majesty, don’t you have Reynaldo for that?”
“Not for this. Her scent is perfect. I want her to look like a princess. Can you do that?”
“All I can do is clean her up and dress her properly.”
“We will start there. Tomorrow after breakfast?”
“This is a long job. I will collect her at dawn.”
Syar smiled. “Good.”
The woman bowed and gave Ven a more considering look before she left the dining room.
