Castrovalvan Net Veils

The sheer net veils worn by Castrovalva's women shimmer with delicate embroidery along their edges, draped loosely over their faces and cascading down their backs like spider silk caught in sunlight. The translucent fabric filters the town square's harsh glare into ghostly patterns across skin, obscuring but never fully concealing expressions in the eerie tradition of Castrovalvan modesty. Ruther and Mergrave adjust the Doctor onto the bench while their catch roasts, their movements barely acknowledging the veils despite following the town's customs, while Shardovan's scrutiny shifts entirely to the unconscious stranger rather than the expected attire.