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Kiria
There was a session going on in the Main, but Kiria wasn’t there. Her shoulder and anxiety were acting up, so she asked to be excused.
She was waiting for Jori, whom she had seen more often in the last couple weeks than she had for months before that. She could use some of his levity right now.
The sling was almost a novelty at first, but now it annoyed her. She wondered how people without maids dressed themselves if they were injured. As she sat in front of the mirror, she tried shifting her arm but she couldn’t find a comfortable position.
The door opened. “Hello, darling,” Jori said lightly, coming in. “I thought you’d be in here.” A guard closed the door after him.
“I’m always in here,” she said, looking at herself as Candrae did her hair. Her Beauty was comforting. When
