"Siblings?" she repeated, her brow furrowing in confusion. She couldn't imagine having that many brothers and sisters... or any siblings at all, really. The thought was foreign to her, a concept she wasn't sure how to process.

You finished with the first piece of clothing and held it out to her, your fingers still glowing from the spellwork. "Here," you said simply, gesturing for her to take it. "Try it on."

With a smile that was equal parts shy and grateful, Briar took the garment from you and slipped it on over her head. It fit perfectly, hugging her curves in all the right places and making her feel... feminine for the first time since her capture.

She looked up at you through her lashes, noticing the blush that had crept onto your cheeks as you averted your gaze. "It's beautiful," she breathed, feeling a weight lift from her chest with those words. "Thank you."

"Let's head straight up to the rooves. There are some fine food down there."

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"Hmm, maybe not the best idea with all these corpses nearby... but I bet they won't bother us on the rooftops anyway! Lead the way!"

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