The curtain lifted. It was her night. The night she had waited a lifetime for. Exalted chief she walks through the hall like a queen through her palace. All eyes were on her, they were drawn to her as if they were magnetic. It was as if all these people were just waiting for her appearance, no one knew who she was. No one but him, her companion, who humbly lived behind her, hid her face behind a red eye mask that reached deep down his cheeks. "Come with me, I will show you the lusts of Aphrodite," he said, and she followed him. Now, however, it was her appearance, and he remained, quite conscious as it seemed, back in her shadow. They were in a place he called the Club of Aphrodite. A place where like-minded people meet to indulge their lusts. He had led her here, initiated into the dark secret that was infamous and exotic, therefore also very exciting. But now he did not want to lead anymore, no longer decide. That was her agreement. The guests, who had gathered in the most colorful robes and masks, nodded their salutes, chasing each of their steps, confident and determined. But this was just a facade. The club was foreign to her, just like her people, and she was not sure what to expect here and what to expect from her.
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