Speb led her down a short hallway to a small room that contained only a single settee. Sienna noticed a length of diaphanous fabric lying across it. Its golden-red color clashed against the dark brown furniture, making it easy to spot.
Coming over to her, the Trouniun reached for the duffle and slid it off her shoulder, dropping it onto the floor next to the divan. “Put on the ira. I am leaving to let the Quinary know you are ready.”
ira.Sienna watched as the female exited, allowing her to change in private. Quickly, she shed her uniform and donned the see-through garment that was nothing more than a rectangular piece of cloth with a hole in the center for her head. At least, that’s how she interpreted it. It fell below her knees and was cool against her skin, but left nothing to the ima
