Eldon glanced at Mandy, but she shook her head. "The Daughters are almost entirely immune to magic. She could still be lying. I've never met one to test it from my presence."
"Lie to me," Eldon told the dark-red-haired woman. Her anger turned to confusion. "Just do it. Tell me something that isn't true."
She looked at him a moment longer, then with a grimace said, "My daddy taught me to be honest, so understand I'm just doing what you asked. I'm the oldest virgin in my city. I have tried to find a man who could handle me, but they all ended up being pussies. I can't be with a man I can't respect." Her eyes grew confused while she spoke. "That's odd. I meant to say something else. How are you doing that?"
"You're a virgin?" Mandy asked before Eldon could. "But you're gorgeous, and have to be in your mid-twenties. I didn't think there were any virgins that old outside of monasteries."
