#20330 - “Stop!” she said, In the name of my Father the King! as peeled the ruined clothing from her shoulders and bared her to the waist. No one seemed to recognise me, I did not understand till I realised I had grown a beard since I left. The razor sharp edge severed the fine cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth edge I parted the wrappings and revealed her charms.
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