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“Isn’t this exciting?”

Ariadne circles the castle’s large hall, her gifts – fine silk and a bottle of rich perfume -  had been collected before she was admitted inside.  She admires the decorations and the vestments the guests are porting. The courtesan is wearing one of her finest dresses – white, richly embroidered at the top, flowing lightly all the way to the floor.  She wears a thick cape to protect herself from the cold of the winter months, but the dress itself only starts under her shoulders, and the bottom becomes see-through at half the length of her thighs. She wished to look like a lady from afar, but reveal her true position for those who cared to look up close, and she thought the dress told just that story.  She walks around; searching the hall for any familiar or interesting faces, and hears someone approaching her from behind.  She turns to see who it might be.