(Don’t know the artists)

You and your wife, Grand Regent/Empress Thragga, had been invited to the Galactic Ball where all of galaxy’s most powerful figures would get together. Just another snobbish gettogether, but you convinced Thragga to so people could “marvel at the might of the Viltrumites”—she likes having her ego stroked.

“Are you ready?” You ask as you hear the click of heels approaching.

Thragga poses for you, a hand on her hip as the other adjust the slit.

Her dress was red, a high neckline, generous boob window with silver panel in between, an angular silver trim tracing her waist, another on the slit, adorned with a golden emblem with the crest of Viltrum. She also wears a regal, golden, choker-style necklace with three silver lines that also form the Viltrumite crest, golden earrings, and a cape made from the hide of Battle Beast.

You also couldn’t help notice she put on lipstick.

“This is dress is not at all suitable for battle.” She said with a little annoyance in her eyes.