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"I--" Karigan glanced down at her nightgown and saas sht’s wanderings through underground cities and old s

The htened "Oh, nevercan’t fix" And she rolled her eyes

Karigan was surprised Mirriam did not pursue the matter and wondered if the woman was simply too overcome by the sheer offense of all the dirt, or an had been

Mirria rooan eased into its war carefully to keep her cast dry, she realized that from now on she would constantly wonder who in the household knehat, and how norant To keep the professor’s secret, she’d have to be on her guard He’d seemed to think his enean bathed and ate a midday meal, she had no time to worry about who knehat, or to think about old round cities, for a Mistress dela Enfande, acco, stylishly attired assistants, invaded her chamber and instructed her to stand on a stool for her measurements to be taken And measure her they did, her every di," Mirria the inti the assistants and pitying looks Karigan hugged her nightgown to her They were unable to conceal how appalled they were that she hadn’t even any undergarments, but Mistress dela Enfande’s expression was fierce

"All the better," she declared "We shall not have to build upon someone else’s inferior work She’s a blank canvas We shall create perfection froarment to the most public"

"That is why the professor desired you to take on this challenge," Mirriam said

Mistress dela Enfande discussed insea ladies, and patterns and colors and fabrics Two of the young woan was not privy to She sighed in resignation, the object of their attention but an object only, and listened to Mistress dela Enfande’s sing-song voice Her accent sounded Rhovan, and Karigan al, just in time, that Rhovanny was probably just another part of the eer known by its old name

Now and then, she was instructed to turn around or stretch out her arain until, after what seemed like hours, she was allowed to step down from the stool as Mistress dela Enfande and her assistants flittered froroan of exhaustion

"You will have one of the finest wardrobes in all Mill City," Mirria lady of your station Your uncle is being very generous"

"Yes, of course," Karigan replied, though all she wished for was the simplicity and comfort of her Green Rider uniform "I’m tired is all"

"I shouldn’t wonder why," Mirriaan watched after Mirriaone, she retrieved her mirror shard She’d hidden it behind the headboard of her bed after she’d nearly crushed it when stepping into her slippers earlier

She sat back on her bed and polished the shard with one of the sheets It o-sided--the looking mask had been azed into it, she hoped to see Captain Mapstone again, or any sign of her friends, but all she saas a sment of her face in the now Even when she flipped the shard over, there was no change, just in the distortion fro mask had been made in a contoured form to fit over a person’s head Made? she wondered Who could have le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>