The woman's mother would smile, and she would feel her warm fingertips embrace either side of her cheek as her strong arms pulled her around, examining her closely.  "Bah, just minor details... you are still very much my daughter.  Now, choose: we can complete the ceremony quickly and painfully, or slowly."<br/><br/>The two guards would discontinue peeking, perhaps realizing that to do so would get them in trouble...