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Laun was wrapped up in several layers of light linens against the bright sun. She did not want to have any clothing on at all, but it was the best she could do without being even more scandalous than she was.
It was the first time in a week she had been outside and to the tent. It was becoming summer hot and the breeze that went by held the sweaty funk of the city in it. It was not as warm inside the Palace, but it had become stifling. Laun wanted some fresh air that did not smell of dying flowers.
It had been novel for her to receive cut flowers as she was recovering. And then it was a little too heady in the room, the scent overpowering her some times. And then she had to have all but one or two bunches taken out as the flowers started to wilt and smell of decay. The scent had lingered for days and was finally too much.
It was a different scent outside, but still not entirely pleasant. »Read More