Hideaway Strath I can show you the devil

He yields to her demand.
Good.
She can see the surprise in his eyes, and she glances over the fresh wounds she had given him before Nyra finally moves, stepping off and a few paces to the side.

He can get up any time he wants, but Nyra wasn't going to let him wash off his lover's scent until after he had confessed and groveled at Simmik's feet. And the Empress intended to make a point of that by standing between him and the direction of the water.