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Chapter 9 by DandD DandD

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8. Clamor

The next morning you stir slightly when you feel warm sunlight on your face. Sten's solid arms are wrapped around you and his breath is deep and restful. Doing your best not to wake him you slowly slide out of his grip then wrap a small fur around your bare form. Your clothes are still in the bathroom and you don't see a chest or area where Sten might keep his. Before you have a chance to keep looking around the door behind you is thrown open and some of the women you had seen earlier in the hall enter. They seem slightly annoyed and you gasp in protest as they begin trying to lead you out of the room. Sten raises his head and glances over at the commotion before laying back down and rolling over. "You come." One of them says in a thick accent as she pulls your arm. "Much to do before tonight." Looking over your shoulder at Sten's sleeping form you sigh dejectedly as you're ushered out. Once you're out of the room you gratefully accept the robe one of the women offers you and quickly pull it on.

You're then lead into the large hallway and seated at one of the long wooden tables. You watch as people move around the hall and all seem to be in rush to do something. Overlapping voices surround you and you feel slightly suffocated as a group of people fuss around you. Several hands tug at your hair and arms as the people seem to start arguing about something. After a moment they all quickly clear away when the older woman you saw last night approaches you. She's carrying a plate of food and you can't help but wrinkling your nose slightly when a foul smell you. She sits down across from you and sets the plate down before you. "Eat." She says encouragingly and you reluctantly glance down at the mushy fish before you. As you slowly look back up at her she laughs lightly and says, "I understand, but is tradition." The fish's texture resembles a paste and you struggle to **** a bite down. Once you've swallowed it the woman smiles and you exhale in relief when she pulls the plate away from. A moment later more edible looking food is brought out and you're much more willing to try it.

The woman leaves and once you're finished eating you're swept away by another group of people. You're lead to the bathing room Sten took you to last night and look around nervously at the large group of women move around. Your protests fall on deaf ears as they strip your robe off and you're all but dragged into the tub. There's a fragrant smell to the warm water but you can hardly enjoy it as the people begin fussing over you again. Every inch of your body is scrubbed with a rough brush and several different oils are poured and washed out of your hair. Finally you're able to get out of the now cold water and put the robe back on. Unfortunately, the women are hardly done with you and before you know it you're in a new room. You sit on a small stool as the women gather around you and wince as a comb is run aggressively through your hair. An hour later they finally step back once they're done with the elaborate braided hairstyle they've been working on. Raising a hand you run your fingers along the elaborate knots that cover the right side of your head. It stops when it reaches crosses over the top and reaches the now partially shaved right side.

You breath a sigh of relief when the women exit the room and you're finally left alone. However, you're annoyed to find they locked the door behind them as you had hoped to try find Sten. An hour passes by before your unwanted entourage returns with even more people in tow. They **** you to spend the next hour memorizing a few chant like sayings in their tongue. When you ask the one who can speak your language what it means she thinks for a moment before saying she's not sure how to translate it. After you're done proving you've successfully memorized the passages you ask about getting some clothing. The woman seems annoyed that you're asking more questions and doesn't reply. For the next few hours you're pulled around the great hall as different types of flowers and decorative items are shoved in your face. They seem to be asking your opinion on the things though you're not sure why since they don't listen to it the majority of the time.

The one thing they do seem to at least listen to is your choice of flowers they add to your already intricate hairstyle. Once they're done you sigh as you're taken away by a new group of people. The cool air whisks past you as the doors of the large hall are opened and you're lead out. You're still just wrapped in a thin robe and you shiver when your bare feet touch the cold ground beneath you. When you make your way around the side of the large building you see a small wooden structure off to the side. The sun is beginning to set as they lead you inside the the small doorway. There's a small fire lighting the somewhat cramped area and you're relieved to see the women start pulling articles of clothing out of a wooden chest. The leader of the group ushers a few of them out before turning and you're **** to give the robe up again. The women that do remain begin holding up different skirts to your naked frame and shaking their heads. Finally, they seem to decide on a few items and busy themselves helping you dress.

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