"Attention! Our lord is here! Kneel for him!" The guard said loudly, catching your attention. Your dropped on your knees like everyone with your hands resting on your thighs and your head bowed down.

Even with lowered gaze, everyone could feel his eyes on them. The made him way towards his throne. The sound of his clothes brushing against the floor was noticeable.

He settled down on his throne. With a snap of his fingers, everyone stood up. You also followed their movements. You were new to this all. That day, it was an audition for selection of an entertainer.

You looked up at him, Ahanor. He had those proud expressions on his face. That face, that body was so graceful. Dark skin with contrast to gold. There was a sceptres in his hand. It had a head of a snake on it.

On of the guard blew the horn and all of the women walked towards front of his tall throne. Your eyes were still fixed on him. Your palms started to get sweaty. You were so nervous.