You feet moved, looking as if you are floating above the marble floor. Sheer linen floating around the air as you dance.

Your accessories jingle and make klinking sounds as you twirl and step in front of a curtained throne.

Still, you could see the man watching her twirl and dance in front of you. One of his foot positioned and stepping on the chair, and with him leaning on it.

He looks bored, but his eyes tells the opposite. He never takes his eyes off you. As the musicians stops strumming their instruments, you slowly put an end to your performance.

And bows. You await for him to call his servants over and dismiss you but instead he has his servant, drag yoy up the stairs behind the curtain to him.

His hand touching your waist immediatly as he stood up, his figure now looming over you, he removes the sheer cloth covering half of your face.

"So, this is what you were hiding, " he says with a smirk, "I shall take you for the night. Then we will see from there"