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She wore a simple bathing robe made from woven silkweed. The cloth, light as gossamer, clung to her curves, still damp from the bath. The outline of her regal form was nearly visible beneath, but she stood proud, commanding as always, antennae gently flicking with calm grace.
Kai paused a few steps away. His gaze rose to meet hers.
"The bathing room is ready," Akayoroi said softly, voice as smooth as still water. "We've finished. You may use it now."
She glanced over her shoulder briefly.
Behind her, the other assassin ants were drifting back into the tunnels. Sha with her hair tied loosely, Vel and Naaro adjusting their thin robes and whispering about whether the queen was going to speak with Kai alone. Azhara was last to exit, hips swaying slightly with her natural flair for mischief.
She gave Kai a toothy grin.
