Zariah’s POV
I touched my lips after I closed the door to my room. I stood there breathing heavily. How much longer before I just strip that man down and have my way before my senses return to me? “We still need to work on your magic and combat training.” I heard in my mind in unison. “What a way to dump a proverbial bucket of ice-cold water on me.” I said to them.
They’re not wrong I thought after. I used the powder room and used the fountain to do a quick wash along my face, neck, arms, and hands. I went into the room and changed into one of the other clean green dresses Oria brought me. I really can’t wait to have pants and a shirt on again. As is Oria has been washing my black lace bra and panties every night. What I wouldn’t give for my underwear and bras, and basically my clothes
