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"Where's the God of Temptation?" she asked.

"He kinda vanished," I admitted.

"It's what he does," Talin explained to the rest. "He comes, he goes. I'm assuming you got what you needed, Nari?"

I nodded. "Yeah, maybe? Um, Zeal basically said that if they're going to hate me, then I should give them something to hate. I kinda got the impression that I'm worrying about this more than I should be."

"Well," Eladehl said, gesturing to the others, "we were talking. Group consensus is that you need a new wardrobe, and one that shows off your lace. Something you feel good in."

"And," Jamik said, pushing himself to his feet, "I'm taking you. Just us, so you won't feel like you're picking to please anyone else."

"Uh..." Talin pointed at himself. "And me?"

"Nope," Jamik said. "You're going to watch over Amerlee while I'm gone. She has a meeting with her assignment coordinator, and a liaison with a woman after that."

Talin gaped at him in astonishment. "You're going to let me stand with her for an assignment?"

"It's a gentle one," Amerlee assured him. "And she's a regular. Just keep your dick in check, because she is disgusted by the male body."

"I can do that," Talin promised.

"And we," Jamik said, "will just be across the street. Darling, I'm buying."

"She needs lingerie to match," Amerlee told him. "It's not an outfit until it reaches the skin."

Eladehl sighed. "I guess we'll just hold down the suite, huh?"

"Homework," Wraythe told him. "I want to see you suck back that dick."

Eladehl gave him a look calling his bluff. "I'll suck yours."

"Pass," Wraythe said. "But if you can master it, then you can teach Nari. I'm looking out for you, see?"

I rolled my eyes at them, and then let Jamik escort me from the room, because he intended to do thisnow. From our suite, it was a long walk toward the front of the temple. This time, we didn't need to avoid any halls, though. As an initiate, I was now allowed to go where I wanted.

The housing wings were on the back sides of the temple. Between them was a central branch called the nave, which was reserved for the priests to worship without interference from patrons. The center of the temple was set up for personal liaisons, with the domed display area in the middle of it all. In front of that, however, was the public area. It included small alcoves for prayers and to request a session with one of the priests. But mostly, it was just a large open area designed to impress.

The doors were on the other side. Jamik angled for one of the smaller, person-sized doors at the side, rather than the pair of massive, arched doors in the center. I'd seen those thrown open on holidays, but that was all. Still, once we were outside, he kept going, leading me down the long set of marble stairs toward the street.

On the other side was a row of businesses. The temples for all six gods took up the center of town, but the shops catering to our patrons - and sometimes the priests - wanted to be as close as possible. Jamik waited for a break in the carriage traffic, and then the two of us hurried across the wide road and onto the walkway on the other side. He immediately angled for a simple shop that said only "Boutique" above it.

"One of the best clothiers in town," he assured me as he reached out for the door, holding it wide in a gesture for me to go first.

I stepped inside and smelled the aroma of fresh dye, clean cloth, and crisp leather. When I paused to take it all in, Jamik stepped behind me, carefully guiding me in deeper. It didn't take long before a lean man hurried over.

"Priest Jamik?" he asked. "To what do I owe the honor?"

"This," Jamik said gesturing to me, "is my sister. She is a new initiate and trying to find her own style. Priestess Amerlee is her mentor, but she has no interest in copying her. Nariana needs to make her own way, or so it sounds."

The man bowed his head before turning his attention to me. "Priestess Nariana, is there a specific look you want to achieve?"

Zeal's words tickled the back of my mind. "I want to give my haters a reason to hate me."

A devious smile touched his lips. "I think we can work with that. I will need to see your bare body, though, and get some measurements."

I let my eyes run over him. "Considering you'd much prefer to inspect my brother than myself, I don't see a problem with that."

Jamik grinned. "She's already got you figured out, Nalph."

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