Vashti nodded calmly. Her sense of modesty was very odd, she knew. What was the problem with undressing in front of one's maid, even if she is a substitute? She was mad.

"Ah, yes."

Calmly, Vashti turned her back to Shelley. While she was loathe to allow the girl opportunity to conceal a weapon on her person, she could afford the girl some of her bizarre modesty.