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I resist the temptation to hide beneath the water when I see Munaf
approaching. I'm going to have to try to get used to having no privacy
where he's concerned, and after all he is a eunuch. (Though he's
not obese and he doesn't have the high-pitched voice that I'd been
expecting. The only thing that gives him away is his totally hairless face
in a culture where most men are bearded.)
I'm a little surprised that the Sultan is calling for me quite so soon. I suppose he can't resist "playing with his new toy". I feel a mixture of apprehension and curiosity about what will be expected of me. It wouldn't do to keep him waiting, so I scramble out of the pool, relieved that Munaf has by now retreated and is presumably waiting for me outside the room. As I look around for a towel, the serving girl reappears carrying one, and quickly dries me off. Then she sees to my hair, using the brushes and combs that are on the dresser. (My hair is much shorter than Sefira's, and I wonder whether I'll be required to grow it out.) I wonder whether the girl will want to help me dress as well, but apparently she thinks that I can be trusted to manage that task by myself and leaves the room. I look through the clothes in the closet, wondering whether they will fit. As it happens, they have evidently prepared for all eventualities, as there is a range of sizes.
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