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What could be worse than being wrapped in linen for so long and stuck in heavy armor? Well, guarding the king while he courted a princess, Roxana thought. 

She rubbed her neck where Skender had kissed her, almost bit her. Something was still lingering on her mind. Perhaps his compulsion wasn't strong enough. She turned to Gary and asked if he had noticed anything strange last night. 

He shook his head. "No." 

Of course not. Skender wouldn't be so stupid to go to her and stay there without making sure they were asleep. Still unsure, she went back to watch him with annoyance gnawing at her.