"Our group has been thinking of ways to avoid executing you, bur with little success," the woman said as she observed Serenica take off her clothes.
Due to the crusty dried blood clinging onto her skin, the process of undressing was very painful.
"It's your attitude towards other people that is the problem. You have a distasteful attitude, very unfitting for a lady. But you aren't a lady, are you?"
"I never tried to be," Serenica said bluntly.
She finally managed to peel her shirt off her back. She was now in her underwear. Thankfully, her camisole had already been taken off.
She stared defiantly into the eyes of the older woman. The lady probably had a drop or Raelian blood in her, for her short hair had obviously been colored with herbal oils and the dark roots were pushing through.
"Such a pretty body, and such bad thoughts," the woman said, wringing her hands.
