Chapter 10.

She looks like a snake.

Fleyra walked, making her hips move from side to side simulating an hourglass, everyone was impressed with her beauty, including the prince himself who was captivated by the way her body was synchronized with her expressions…

She looked like a snake when she moved, something unmatched that in two movements filled his glass and continued with her act reflecting movements on her back adorned with gold dust, she was a beautiful woman, her skin was something magnificent, but he did not reflect it, he did not externalize that emotion he felt when seeing her move, so much so that everyone believed that the man was not impressed by the stunning curves of such an exotic woman.

The mortals were scared because they did not see any sign of emotion like the other five had, in fact, even the other dancers who were eating at the side tables, silently murmured among themselves that despite being one of the best in the kingdom she did not manage to raise any emotion on the prince, so much so that in some turns that Fleyra made he heard these comments, but she did  not let herself be carried away by what  said or what they commented, she could not let herself be diminished, perhaps the man was testing her resistance by not showing emotions, so she began to perform, in order to obtain even a tiny bit of emotion, dances in her belly, as the fabric caressed the man's hands and then there appeared a slight, small and almost imperceptible blush that she managed to glimpse and this was almost as if those four golden cuts had been worth absolutely the entire party, because then the night had already fallen and the rooms where the prince's companions would be with the dancers they chose arrived and Fleyra was sent to the royal room, the largest, the one that was accommodated with velvet walls...

There was incense that enriched the aroma of the place, there was some furniture, carpets and there was also a bed, she had already changed her outfit and makeup for another a little more demure in sky blue and gold tones, her hair had been arranged in a high ponytail like a horse's, but this suit was designed to simulate wide and baggy pants that fit at the ankles, the fabric was almost translucent, but her legs were still adorned, it was then that the man entered the room, and upon seeing her, he could not take his eyes off her anymore, something was echoing in his mind, he wanted to hear her speak, maybe, see her dance other numbers for him or exchange different ideas between them, it was then that she broke the silence between them saying to him: it is a pleasure to meet you majesty, my name is Fleyra and I hope you can enjoy my company tonight…

¿Would you like me to serve you a glass of wine?, to which he replied: please do so, and she prepared to do so executing everything with impressive grace, she not only served him the wine, but also fed him some grapes directly to his mouth, something that was not rejected by the man, but on the contrary, this unlike what he thought was pleasant and felt appropriate.