<blockquote>She wore no jewels, only the short trousers of a ball player and an undecorated armguard that covered her from wrist to elbow, her hand curled into a fist to hold it in place. She wasn't jumping or crouching, only standing, her arms at her side, her head tilted just slightly, as though she were listening to a voice only she could hear.</blockquote>
➤ Politics and religious/political games
➤ part 2: http://strangehorizons.com/fiction/she-commands-me-and-i-obey-part-2-of-2/
