She finished the room in ten minutes. Moved faster than she needed to, not fast enough that it looked like running, just efficient, just thorough, just professional.When she was done she turned around and he was sitting in the chair reading and not looking at her and somehow that was worse than if he'd been staring."I'll move on to the next section," she said."Of course." He didn't look up from the book. "How do you find it so far? Honestly.""Fine, Your Majesty."He looked up then. Those green eyes moving over her face slowly."You're wet," he said.The room stopped."I —" She opened her mouth. Closed it. "I beg your pardon?""Your hands," he said, nodding at them. "From the cleaning solution. You should dry them before you move the cart."She looked down at her hands.They were slightly damp. From the cleaning solution. Which she had been using."Right," she said. "Yes."She dried her hands on the cloth at her belt.Her face was so hot she was surprised the room wasn't on fire."
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