100 words, Rin/Girey, after "In Bed," etc.
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“Really.” Girey ran his hand down Rin’s side cautiously, trying not to show how piqued his interest was. “No-one? I didn’t think Callanthe women…”
“In Emperors’ reigns, we don’t.” She set her hand atop his, pressing it against her hip. “But I did.”
“Religious vows?” he guessed. She smelled like the road, still, like goats and smoke and saddle oil. She smelled wonderful. A virgin.
“Romantic notions, as a girl, and as a student. Then… as a soldier, it seemed… safer.”
Virginity could be held as a shield, even against the coarsest soldiers.
“And then? There was you.”
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