Your standing in a room of gauzy red silk, lazily in your throne as you built a palace of golden foil. Women of all beauty dance around to a song of unknown origin, all fighting for you, the ghost kinds attention. But your eye is only drawn to one in particular; a man, not too buff nor too slim. Elegant and graceful in movement, and his silk costume flows gracefully as he smiles through a red veil and dances. Not particularly looking for attention before he’s suddenly called forward