The Throne of Swapped Desire : CHAPTER 7
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Author’s Note: As TOSD chapter 7 won the (last week, extra chapter) POLL, as promised here is the chapter 7. If you wanted a different story chapter please be aware to vote in the Polls.

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The cloth left my nipple and I almost made another sound. I bit it back so hard I tasted blood on the inside of my cheek.

“Just relax, my lady,” the middle-aged one said again, still holding my hand under the water like I was a horse that might bolt.

Relax. Sure. Neck-deep in rose petals. Three naked women washing a body that wasn’t mine. That body had already decided this was a good time to get wet — not bathwater wet.

The other kind. The kind I had found in Cersei’s bed with one finger and a memory I still didn’t want.

I floated there for a second, staring at the gold water, and the thought from Winterfell crawled back in.

Why the hell should I be the one feeling shy?

They had flinched when I told them I could dress myself last night. Not last night — this morning. Different castle. Same look in their eyes. Like refusing their hands was a punishment waiting to happen. They called me my lady. They bowed. They asked permission to touch hair.

They were not going to defy this face.

A slow, dirty little click happened in my head. Gym-bro logic, ugly and simple. If I was stuck in this soft body with no Raven and a psycho in the king’s skin, I could at least stop acting like the scared one in the pool.

I let go of the youngest girl’s wrist.

“…Keep going,” I said.

The sweet voice made it sound shy. I didn’t correct it. Shy was safer than eager.

“As you wish, my lady.”

The cloth came back to my chest. Slow circles. This time I didn’t grab anyone. I put both hands on the stone rim behind me, lifted my chest a fraction like I was only trying to breathe, and let her drag the fabric over the nipple again.

The sound still got out. Small. High. Useless.

My face went hot. The body did not care about my face. Heat gathered low, a throb that had nothing to do with the temperature. The woman behind me shifted closer …