Anamaria felt distinctly odd when she awoke. Her head was throbbing and her mouth dry and cotton-filled. She ached all over and she whimpered at she sat up. "Oh, dear. What ever have I done?" Delicately, she pressed her hands to her aching head and tried not to weep as she struggled to recall what could have possibly happened that she should
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"Oh, I hope everyone's all right," she said, worrying slightly and giving the girl a concerned look. "Are you okay?"
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It also couldn't possibly be a sin to lie in order to comfort someone.
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She tilted her head slightly at the pretty woman. She sure was friendly. "I'm Ro."
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That was a rather strange name but no matter.
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She tilted her head curiously, eyes wide and feeling quite nice to have met such a nice person so unexpectedly.
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As they walked, Anamaria fussed with her hair and clothes, trying to do her best to make herself presentable even if she couldn't avoid being immodest. Really, it was absurd that a woman of her age should be running about with her hair all unbound and wearing men's clothing. Women like that had reputations and they quite deserved them.
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Romana couldn't keep her hands still as they walked, she just kept swinging her hands about and playing with her braids and dress, smiling and feeling the joy of it all. Anamaria was so wonderful and so pretty. "You're awful pretty, you know that?"
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