*Fiona*
After days of being filthy, the mostly clean state I achieve in the shallow basin feels like bliss. The scent of cold stone is almost gone from my skin. The woman's name is Mira, and she helps me into this dress, fastening all the tiny buttons. Tamsin had to be feeling incredibly feisty because she took the neckline of the dress all the way up, so my hands and face are the only bits of skin showing. It would have been impossible to get into without help. It does nothing to hide my figure, but that doesn't matter. I look aloof and untouchable, and I plan to embody those things to the fullest. I hope it drives Varek up the castle wall and makes him grind his teeth to dust. I wrinkle my nose at the thought. He would not be so ridiculously attractive with no teeth, thought perhaps he
