The finest of satins danced around your hips, as you swung and swayed, twirled and halted. Each and every moment more gracious than the other as golden chains clinked, bouncing off of you. All while all the women, you were here to entertain with your dancing, watched you in amazement as they chatted casually. Especially the Empress's gaze was penetrating, inching over each single part of your body, burning into your skin.