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    Karmin pulled her shift nd rags on properly before pushing herself off the bed to follow him. "Where are we going?"

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    ic: "I have a guest room for you...and some real clothes.", Stefan told her gesturing with disgust to the rags and turning tail to open the door and lead her out and up to the throne room, taking a tunnel a little farther into the room to the royal quarters and finally to the guest room which was small and quaint and contained all the necessities.[/size]

    She stepped into the room and looked around at it in silence. "As... nice, as this is," she said slowly. "I may need a little more. Maybe some food and water?" she suggested as her stomach growled.

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    ic: "There's some in your room, c'mon", he told her, waving at the door a little impatiently now.[/size]

    Karmin stepped into the room, not staring in awe at the decorations. It may have been a guest room, made to impress, but Karmin only saw one thing. She made a beeline for the big soft bed and felt the covers. They were so sot, crisp and clean.

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    ic: Stefan chuckled and watched her, standing there for a moment before beginning to turn around so he could leave her be to sleep and eat and get changed.[/size]

    "Wait," she called as she heard him leaving. "I... I know this is going to be a very awkward request." She warned. "But, could you help me change?" She asked wirh a slight blush. "It hurts."

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    ic: Stefan who had been halfway out of the room took a moment to register the request. His brain did a little bit of work and the gears turned at an increasing pace. He blushed a few seconds after she asked. scratching the back of his neck as he turned around, "Really? Don't you hate me or something?", he regretted it but he was trying to find a way out of this/.[/size]

    "Well, you did get me out of the dungeon," she replied. "That and no one else appears to be awake and it hurts too much to really move my back too much," she said. "But I could try by myself I guess..."

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    ic: Stefan sighed and closed his eyes reopening and waving the comment off, "No, no, I'll do it, sorry...", he began walking toward her, looking around the room a little awkwardly, waiting for her to tell him what he needed to do.[/size]

    She picked up the night gown and put it on the bed in front of her. Then she tugged at the hem on her rags. "Alright. I'm going to lift this as much as I can, then you can pull it off over my head," she told him. "Then you can help me put my arms through the sleeves of this night gown."


    OOC- sorry. I was around places today with bad internet

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    ic: Stefan watched her, trying not to be the male that he instinctively wanted to be watching Karmin pulling the rags up to about the middle of her torso. He stepped in front of her tentatively when she could no longer lift it and helped her with the rest, telling her to lift her arms as best she could while he pulled them off her.[/size]

    Karmin lifted them about half-way up before her face cringed. Then she ducked her head down and started to back away, wiggling out of the torn fabric. She let her arms fall down and sighed as she picked up the nightgown, which thankfully had a button up front. "All right... Hold it open for me."

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    ic: Stefan did his best not to stare, picking up the silky fabric and unbuttoning it all the way down, holding it open so that she could back her arms into it and eventually her torso.[/size]

    Karmin bent her arms in and shrugged the night gown on. It was like putting on air. It didn't tear and itch her back, making her breath out in comfort. She would have never known this sort of comfort her entire life if he hadn't introduced it to her.

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    ic: Stefan helped her button up the front as a last bit of aid and looked around the room, "I-it looks good on you...", he offered a thumbs up, doing his best to hide his blush as he looked at her as if she was in heaven or something of the sort.[/size]

    "Yes thank you, though I think it is more suited for its functionality of being comfortable," she replied, trying not to got into that territory that she knew they were skirting the edge of. "Well.. I think I'll have a bite to eat and drink before I fall asleep. I will probably sleep in, unless..." she paused. "Your elder council men aren't going to come banging at my door, are they?"

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    ic: "They'll be very sorry if they do.", he assured her, turning to look at the door then back at her, "Well, if you don't mind, I'll be off to bed.", he exhaled sharply, straightened his shirt and then bowed, taking his leave from the room.[/size]

    She blinked at she was bowed to, a little stunned in fact. But she nodded and turned to the food as he left.


    OOC- time skip to morning.