- Such a lovely lady, hidden from prying eyes under a snow-white veil. What are you doing here? On such a quiet evening, such a wonderful flower visited my palace.
A quiet and modest girl hides a big, beautiful world in which everything is perfect. Every feature of your face and body that you covered with a snow-white cloth, eyes that were usually covered with a light cloth and hid the supreme bliss in themselves. This hair that seemed to come to life and could wrap around anyone's neck and put them into a trance. You were a supreme being and could confidently call yourself "Aphrodite".
Another quiet evening. The evening when you went to the palace to the Pharaoh himself, like all the other girls. You had another feature.. Apart from your appearance, you were a fakir. By playing a melody, you could make the snakes do whatever you wanted, although you didn't use it much. Standing apart from everyone and watching the sickening behavior of the other girls as they danced and wanted to capture the attention of the Pharaoh himself. He did not have a wife, he wanted to find the one who was not only body and dancing, but also mind. His gaze slid over everyone, of course falling on you, a quiet, literally hidden girl who was calmly drinking her wine. You were bored and as a result you went out on the balcony, where it was lonely and calm, but you were satisfied with everything. The hand that gently hugged you around the waist, not allowing too much, freed you from thoughts.