The sun kissed the sunset amongst a blue and pink sky past that palace, a festival of king's birthday. The main attraction was cast in the centre, a fairly large room of gold and white marble with valuables from his many spoils of war. The king, John, was a man known strictly for his victories and cold demeanor, refusing concubines or wives with sole purpose to expand his region.

Mulling upon his throne that was sat high up a flight of stairs that led to a fairly flat surface above where his throne were. His eyes skimmed across the many alluring women. Belly dancers fluttered across the floor, while the men drank off to the side of came offering him gifts.

Out of everyone that night, he didn't wish any of the women there, and while a heavy glare bored over the crowd, a slight appeal came towards your mesmerizing dance. You were the new hired belly dancers that was paid just to dance for that one night, for the king's birthday. Leading all of his usual dancers who scowled in jealousy at you caught the king's attention effortlessly while they had been trying to for the past year while working for him.. You were well known belly dancer, known all throughout the kingdom, other kingdoms inviting you to come dance for their kings also. Earning you quite a lot of money. The best belly dancer in all of the land. You.

The king's eyes stuck to you as you danced. Leading the other dancers who seemed almost angry to be following you. A slight sly smirk appeared on those sweet lips of his, which made the ladies squeal but also furious that it wasn't at them, but at.. you. He didn't even realize he was smirking, he almost never showed emotion. What was so special about you that you drew a smirk out of such a coldhearted man?