Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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310
I smiled to myself, wondering if Aphris of Turia, standing so loftily at the first stake, wore beneath the robes of white and gold the camisk of a slave girl.
I smiled to myself, wondering if Aphris of Turia, standing so loftily at the first stake, wore beneath the robes of white and gold the camisk of a slave girl.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #310)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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I looked at them, veiled and beautiful in their silks.
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308
Yet I knew that beneath those Robes of Concealment many wore the shameful Turian camisk, perhaps the only time the hated garment would touch their bodies, for should their warrior lose this match they knew they would not be permitted to leave the stake in the robes in which they came.
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They would not be led away as free women.
10
310
I smiled to myself, wondering if Aphris of Turia, standing so loftily at the first stake, wore beneath the robes of white and gold the camisk of a slave girl.
10
311
I guessed not.
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312
She would be too confident, too proud.
10
313
Kamchak was working his kaiila through the crowd toward the first stake.
I looked at them, veiled and beautiful in their silks.
Yet I knew that beneath those Robes of Concealment many wore the shameful Turian camisk, perhaps the only time the hated garment would touch their bodies, for should their warrior lose this match they knew they would not be permitted to leave the stake in the robes in which they came.
They would not be led away as free women.
I smiled to myself, wondering if Aphris of Turia, standing so loftily at the first stake, wore beneath the robes of white and gold the camisk of a slave girl.
I guessed not.
She would be too confident, too proud.
Kamchak was working his kaiila through the crowd toward the first stake.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10)