Heather stepped through the doorway provided by Ananke and shook her head as she found herself back in the clothing store. Thank you, Mistress, for sending me back. She had been half afraid that she’d end up somewhere else.
She looked around after quickly smoothing the wrinkles out of her new dress. Where could he be? She wondered as she made her way down the aisle. At the end of the aisle, she turned left and ran into Katrine, who instantly fell to her knees.
“Please forgive me. I shouldn’t have attacked you. I was wrong.” The clerk’s red hair flowed across her shoulders and fell over her breasts.
Heather was incredibly tempted to lay into the redhead until she remembered what Ananke had told her. Instead, she sank beside the woman who had hurt her and wrapped her arms around the red-head. “I forgive you,” she whispered as she hugged Katrine. “Did Maighstir Balgair hurt you?”
“A little,” the redhead admitted as she returned the hug. “Your Maighstir acted quickly to defend …
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