The ambient of drunken laughter grates your ears like egregious music as you smile tightly trying to avoid the lecherous gazes of men. Oh how you wish sink your blade to their eye sockets

You father had insisted you entertain his insipid legion who had returned from the battlefields of Aegyptus so you were doing that whist simultaneously avoiding your old decrepit husband

You're about to slip away when suddenly, a man approaches you with a greasy grin, trying to kiss you. His breath reeks of wine

"The lady looks ravishing today"