Now clothed in the garb of a maiden of the household, Clee'Amura looked miserable as she was led by the wrist by Lymarith toward me. The white material of the dress made the contrast of her skin stark next to the fair Lymarith. The dress clung to her figure nicely and the sandals of the house maiden completed the delicate feminine look for the tiny maiden.

"It took some time to teach her how our garments varied from what she's used to, but here she is!" Lymarith declared happily, returning the cloak that had been her only covering.

"Wonderful, I wanted to talk to her in private." I told my...