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Music would resonate through the halls of the palace, lingering in every crack and crevice. Night was falling, cascading, tucking the Kingdom in. But Exodus would not seize to a rest, the festival was just beginning. Lanterns would ignite, licking at the darkness, fending it off to illuminate the Kingdom once more. Bright eyes would watch from an above window, examining the beauty before her was Aamaya. She heaved a satisfied sigh, a gentle smile tugging at her lips. She would peel herself from the window, returning to her boudoir where she met her reflection, hand meeting her cheek in a caressing motion. "Draw me my last bath."she would hum, eyes shifting to her lady servant. The servant would nod, not a word spoken before she scurried to the elegant tub nearby that previously held cream, blood, and now would be filled with warmed water and oils that smelled sweetly of lavender and lilac. As soon as the tub was filled to the brim, Aamaya would shed her silk robe, stepping into the tub to soak. This process would last an hour, the lithe girl returning to her boudoir where hair of dark mahogany tone would be braided. A line of dazzling jewels would follow down the middle of the braid, meeting at a intricate headpiece across her forehead. Stunning earrings and an assortment of neck pieces would follow. Aamaya was always one to go above and beyond, she desired to impress of course, but in her Kingdom this was nothing unusual. Adorning her curves would be a two pieced gown, a space between her bosom and waist left open to reveal her bronzed skin. This dress was mesmerizing, thousands of diamonds twinkling like little stars. It was as if someone captured fireflies and somehow fastened them to the gown. Plush lips would be lined with a darker taupe tone, a sweet smelling grease consisting of beeswax and oil mixed with the same deeper taupe tone would cover the rest of Aamaya's lips. Eyes lined with deep kohl, eyelashes flicked upwards to accentuate her large and alluring eyes. The last touches consisted of a mass of bangles being placed on either wrist, large rings adorning multiple fingers, and with that Aamaya was ready. The lithe girl would move to the body mirror beside her grand bed. She would nod with approval, her outfit was stunning, she knew it was sure to capture the attention of her guests."Thank you, you're all dismissed" With a swift movement of her hand and a soft command, Aamaya dismissed her servants, the ladies bowing before exiting the room to tend to more duties among the palace.

Aamaya would seal her door shut, lifting the skirt of her gown while her leg rested atop a seat. She would pull a garter up her thigh, sliding her blade into the small holster containing a venom handcrafted by someone she would keep unknown. This little dagger would prove useful time and time again, something she deemed a necessity, especially tonight with all of the strangers that would be lurking throughout her Kingdom. The Princess would finally exit her room, sauntering down the elegant halls of her palace, the music inviting her to the courtyard. But before exiting into the main area, Aamaya would pause, two heavily armored men arriving to stand beside her and finally escort her outdoors to the festival. The second the doors drew open, Aamaya was met with the savory scent's of her Kingdom's freshly prepared dishes. Music would warm her body, causing her to close her eyes momentarily. "Everything looks lovely, I do hope my guests are pleased." The princess would sing, eyes scanning the crowd of people chattering among themselves, drinks in hand, plates full of food. By the music she found people dancing, laughing and enjoying the festival to its fullest. It was something spectacular to see her own Kingdom mingling with those from another. She knew some guests would likely not get along, her own Kingdom sometimes prude towards strangers. She herself wasn't the kindest to those she didn't know, but tonight she would mask this flaw with nothing but maturity and kindness towards the stranger guests.

With gentle steps, Aamaya made her way through the crowd of faces. Offering a hand to fellow royals of her Kingdom, greeting those she had never met. Soon she found herself at the thrones, carefully seating herself atop of her own. "Would you like a drink your majesty?" A server would question, a simple nod would send him off to fetch the princess her drink. He would soon return, a deep crimson liquid inside a flute would be offered to her, a guard intercepting the transaction to take the first sip of the drink to assure it was not tainted with poison. Once he swallowed it with ease, assuring the princess it was safe, she would then take the glass herself. Lips curling over the rim, allowing the liquid to flow down her throat. This drink was a well known drink in her Kingdom. It consisted of a whiskey mixed in with nothing else but blood. She knew some of her guests wouldn't approve, but she was not here to cater to only their needs. Her Kingdom has needs as well, one just so happened to be the consumption of blood... Oh well.
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