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Walter raised an eyebrow. All the Dunbarton regulars were there, to address this social outrage - which again, wasn't my fault.
"Everyone saw it," Eavan said. "You were alone, in the middle of the square; and then suddenly your clothes disappeared. And you just stood there, as if nothing had happened."
"Is it a trend among Milletians?" Glenis asked, smiling. "When I was young, I did things to impress a certain someone -"
My face felt hot. "No! Glenis, I can explain." Through the crowd - gods, why are they all here? Isn't there anything else to do in Dunbarton? - I spotted the magic teacher and dragged him forward. "Here, Stewart - help me clarify."
"Why me?" His face was as red as his robes. "I've never been publicly indecent, thank you-"
I wanted to punch him. "You're familiar with magical contracts, right?"
He nodded. "An exchange for the use of some ability, or service."
"That's it - I made a contract with a being of great power. Almost godlike." The most powerful god in Erinn, I thought.
"Does it have a name?" he seemed just curious now, but the others looked unconvinced.
"It looks like a strange cat," I said cautiously, "with unusual eyes. It casts an illusion that lets me wear anything without losing durability. But it lasts just three years, and sometimes it disappears when I'm... not here, in my body." Floating away, drifting through a different world.
"Milletian clothing is expensive to repair," Simon mused. "I understand why an illusion would be useful. But in the future... wear a robe underneath, hmm?" He paused. "Maybe a pink robe, to match your pink pan-"
"Simon!!" Everyone was laughing now as I covered my face in embarrassment.