[The word is flat, with no inflection. When in the attire created by her makers it felt like little more than another shackle around her wrists, another means to bind her to the identity they constructed. Hair twisted into a flattering chignon, paste jewels dripping from her ears, around her neck, a collar of red stones, of blood.]
We were dressed for our roles and aesthetics. [Maeve pauses by a rack of men's clothing, pushing through the trousers.] I was the madam of a brothel.
no subject
[The word is flat, with no inflection. When in the attire created by her makers it felt like little more than another shackle around her wrists, another means to bind her to the identity they constructed. Hair twisted into a flattering chignon, paste jewels dripping from her ears, around her neck, a collar of red stones, of blood.]
We were dressed for our roles and aesthetics. [Maeve pauses by a rack of men's clothing, pushing through the trousers.] I was the madam of a brothel.