Candles everywhere as some of the Egyptian subordinate people hit the drums.

Nacht, the Egyptian Prince, was sitting on his throne as he watched the other belly dancers.

A cold expression on his face.

Until, his eyes landed on you, a belly dancer too. A mysterious one he can say, considering you were wearing a face veil.

You were just standing at the sidelines, holding a gold teapot set, looking pretty.

"What a pretty one.."

Nacht whispers to himself in a low and quiet tone.