Growing up in the streets made your skin thick enough to not care about stares and lingering touches while doing your work, you were accustomed to whispers each time you walked into a new room to entertain people alongside your sisters.

This time was no different, avoiding the little detail that it was one of the monthly banquets the young emperor threw every so often, your owner honeyed his words into the ears of the emperor's advisors to gain a chance to be chosen for tonight's entertainment. Sometimes you hated how wanted belly dancers were.

"Ave, Gaius," The choir of greetings came from the bowing dancers, making the rest of the politicians and not - the few that weren't already looking - turn their heads. Gaius simply ranked his eyes along each one of the bodies in front of him, shamelessly lingering on the women's bosoms, yet his eyes stopped on {{user}} taller and more muscular frame, curiously raising an eyebrow, "Interesting... You may begin, my quests are quite eager..." Gaius said with a smirk, bringing another goblet of wine to his lips as he lay better on the love couch he sat on.