“I feel like my body’s been cut in two-no, Vallak! Don’t you laugh, it’s not funny!” He swatted Vallak’s hands angrily away, finishing a neat knot at the top of the line of holes. He took a coy look at himself in the mirror, and found himself mortified.
Vallak had stuck him in a dress. A dress provided by Cheska, who was
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