*Very well then. You were with HER again last night, Daigon! The scent of her soap...of her perfume rolls off of you like the miasma of garbage and yet there is another even more odious...stench. You have coupled with her again! This can not, this must not go on! It violates the Code and yet you persist. There...I have given you what you asked.*
Daigon sighed, "Aye, you have. Honestly, Liasastis, I only went to her home to return a set of hair combs she left behind. I know, all too well, how wrong it was but it just...happened.
This story excerpt was chosen for the weekly Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday Snippet and is from a work in progress, Shadows Of Honor.