After a long while, Theron took steps forward until he was right before Lyra, looking down at her. He reached a hand forward and played with the collar of her silk robes.
"What is this? Someone sent you here to seduce me?" Theron teased.
"You—! This…"
Lyra wanted to be offended for a moment before she realized that that was indeed exactly what was happening here. Even if she wanted to deny it, how was she going to?
"Let me guess. Matriarch Macie wants you to control me? How does she think a little virgin like you is going to do that?"
Theron's tone was still teasing, but Lyra wanted to go and find a place to bury herself.
Her legs shifted, crossing and uncrossing. But she seemed to have forgotten that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She had been afraid that she would chicken out at the last moment, so she had stripped herself bare other than this silk robe that stuck so well to her skin it hardly left anything to the imagination anyway.
