Aelfheim – page 32

a TranscriptGni placed a hand on her sister's wrist. In a conspiratory tone she whispered, "He is but a youth. In his culture, men and women do not bathe together and rarely see one another unclothed. I want his blood raging when next I offer myself to him. Be there yourself to ensure the others remember that I am to be his mate."
A frown lived but half a moment on Za's face. "It will take time to arrange. He might become suspicious if the bath becomes occupied after he's started to soak."
"He is about to bathe. Help him work up a sweat."
Za nodded, catching the hint. "With pleasure, My Lady."
Gni waved her sister off and turned back to her brazier. Poor Za, an excellent tactician, but absolutely no talent for deception. It was just as well.