C25 Chapter 25
Beska turned back to find Strale kneeling at a pile of material. Not leaves and twigs, but some sort of gauzy fabric laid beside a stack of long poles.
“What is this?” she couldn’t help it; her curiosity got the better of her.
“This,” Strale pulled up a corner of the material so that she could see that it had been roughly sewn to resemble a sheer version of a Lady’s dress