Harem Ball (Major Event)

[Harles (Admin)]

The light was dim in a romantic kind of way, not that it was a romantic event, but the lighting was perfect for the occasion. Five long tables stretched down half of the room with chairs lined up on both sides of each of the tables. In the center of each table was a feast that would make anyone's mouth water, along with candles that added a "glow" to the essence around the food. A large amount of space would be left in the room for the people to dance and a small raised stage would be just off to the right that held a large throne, where the Queen would sit and watch over the event.

As people would begin to file in, two guards would be stationed at the doors, checking coats and making sure that nobody was carrying anything that could harm the Queen. Guests would be asked to take a seat at one of the long tables to eat before the festivities began. Queen Sapphire liked to have a full stomach before speaking to her subjects.

[Queen Sapphire Brurkaz]

Queen Sapphire sat on her throne, watching as her subjects entered into the dimly lit ball room. She wondered who the clans and tribes would send forth to try to become a member of her harem. She rested her elbow on the arm rest and cradled her cheek in her hand, supporting her head. Her stomach rumbled softly; she was hungry and growing restless. With all the last minute planning, Sapphire hadn't had time to eat or take a break. She was grateful for the break to sit and rest, but she hated the feeling of being hungry. 


As the line of people started to simmer down, the Queen's spirits raised slightly. She leaned over and whispered to her guard, the same one who had announced the ball just three days prior. "Allow people to start eating, I am starving and I can't wait anymore." The guard rolled her eyes but chuckled softly at the Queen's impatience. She then walked off to make the announcement that everyone could dig in to the feast provided to them. 


A plate was brought to the Queen of all of her favorite fixings. She ate politely, not stuffing her face like she would do in private. On her plate was mostly seafood, a taste her majesty had acquired from being born in the sea.