Chapter Seven
Ariel moved through Casia’s garden looking much like one of the flowers. Her pink cheeks were heightened by the cloud of pale hair around her face. Nor had given her a robe to wear, a blue velvet that his wife had cast away the year before—Casia said it was too big for her to wear. Though Ariel’s body was amply covered, the neckline of the robe came to a sharp ‘V’ in front offering a teasing view of her breasts. Despite her apparent innocence, she seemed quite comfortable wearing something so potentially revealing. In her quiet, private moments, when she thought no one was looking, she seemed pleased with her body and its ability to woo the powerful Nor—and his gawking minions.
Nor watched her from the window without her knowledge, following her through the garden, seeing
