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wot-the-dragon-reborn-egwene-and-elayne-get-their-mouths-soaped
art by https://vk.com/in_search_of_homo
Commission by me
Another Wheel of Time art. Not exectly a spanking, but surely interesting for AOTK audience.
The scene takes place in teh chapter 29 of The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan. Be careful, minor spoilers!
Elayne and Egwene are kind of students the low level in the local magical center - the White Tower. They are also secretly the agents of it's leader Amyrlin who's aware of renegades in their ranks. To hide the young women's role from sad renegades, though, they are commonly punished, including hard chores in the kitchen.
And a bit of quotations, since you've been asking for them before:
"The Amyrlin's gaze fell on Elayne, and abruptly she spoke, nearly loud enough to rattle the copper pots and pans hanging on the walls. "There are some words I will not tolerate in a young woman's mouth, Elayne of House Trakand. If you let them in, I will see them scrubbed out!" Everyone in the kitchen jumped.
Elayne looked confused, and indignation crept across Egwene's face.
Nynaeve shook her head, small frantic shakes. No, girl! Hold your tongue! Don't you see what she is doing?
But Egwene did open her mouth, with a respectful if determined, "Mother, she did not -"
"Silence!" The Amyrlin's roar produced another ripple of jumps. "Laras! Can you find something to teach two girls to speak when they should and say what they should, Mistress of the Kitchens? Can you manage that?"
Laras came waddling faster than Nynaeve had ever seen the woman move before, darting at Elayne and Egwene to seize an ear of each, all the while repeating, "Yes, Mother. Immediately, Mother. As you command, Mother." She hurried the two young women out of the kitchen as if eager to escape the Amyrlin's stare.
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Egwene and Elayne appeared, twisting their faces and scrubbing their mouths with their sleeves. At a stare from Laras, they dashed to the spit and resumed their labors.
"Soap," Elayne muttered thickly, "tastes horrid!"
Egwene trembled as she spooned juice from the dripping pan over the roasts
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