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... fit Rakia had given her earlier was supposedly casual by Yalmir standards, but the fabric clung to her curves in ways that made her self-conscious.
[At least it covers more than that dress.]
She slipped out of the guest quarters and into the palace corridors.
The moonlight streaming through the carved windows gave everything a soft blue glow. Most of the palace staff had retired for the night, leaving the halls empty.
"What are you doing?"
"FUCK!"
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