[ Perhaps it was her attire that made her feel so much intensity from his observant gaze, or perhaps it was just his magnanimous presence. That kingly aura that put him above everyone else. Veylin fidgets with her own hands, complying to her king's orders with some anxious hesitation. She didn't know where he wanted her exactly, so she continued to step forward and working up the courage to meet his eyes, just to tell where she should be standing.
If the king himself gave her such a permission to stand closer so he can get to know her better, it should be alright she thought, to stand within the personal space of divinity. That's what his people see him as, at least. She sheds her cloak, letting them pool around her ankles just as she takes a step on the platform, further revealing more of her full figure for his eyes to behold. The alluring sway of her wide hips further emphasizes her charm, lending credence to the gossip about how many men are willing to catch a glimpse of Veylin whenever she is around, all accented by her golden accessories on the outfit requested of her to wear.
She stops just a step away from Gilgamesh, careful for her not to loom over him with her shadow. ]
What is about me that you desire to know about, your majesty?
[ Gilgamesh contemplates. what would be the best starting point for this encounter? ]
Firstly, I shall ask... do you have some experience in matters of love?
You may be honest.
[ it is important to at least gain some idea of what she does know, and, perhaps equally importantly, what she does not know. this will determine the level of guidance she will require in such an encounter.
as a dancer, she does have a sensual aura, and it is true that many men in Sumeria gaze longingly upon her. yet whether tutelage in matters of the bedroom is required -- or how much shall be required -- that remains to be seen. ]
[ Veylin looks down and fiddled with her fingers, shy in admitting about her purity and also being so bold and honest about something so private to her king. Even if he asked her that question himself and he gave her permission. ]
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If the king himself gave her such a permission to stand closer so he can get to know her better, it should be alright she thought, to stand within the personal space of divinity. That's what his people see him as, at least. She sheds her cloak, letting them pool around her ankles just as she takes a step on the platform, further revealing more of her full figure for his eyes to behold. The alluring sway of her wide hips further emphasizes her charm, lending credence to the gossip about how many men are willing to catch a glimpse of Veylin whenever she is around, all accented by her golden accessories on the outfit requested of her to wear.
She stops just a step away from Gilgamesh, careful for her not to loom over him with her shadow. ]
What is about me that you desire to know about, your majesty?
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[ Gilgamesh contemplates. what would be the best starting point for this encounter? ]
Firstly, I shall ask... do you have some experience in matters of love?
You may be honest.
[ it is important to at least gain some idea of what she does know, and, perhaps equally importantly, what she does not know. this will determine the level of guidance she will require in such an encounter.
as a dancer, she does have a sensual aura, and it is true that many men in Sumeria gaze longingly upon her. yet whether tutelage in matters of the bedroom is required -- or how much shall be required -- that remains to be seen. ]
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[ Veylin looks down and fiddled with her fingers, shy in admitting about her purity and also being so bold and honest about something so private to her king. Even if he asked her that question himself and he gave her permission. ]
Your priests have chosen me for that same reason.