Today she wore a dark purple court gown she had designed herself. The top of the gown was a strapless style; the heavy, dark purple silk clung tightly to her full bosom, with an extremely low neckline, her two high, firm, snow-white breasts were lifted by the low-cut bustier, creating a cleavage so deep it was dizzying; a dark gold phoenix pendant hung within the cleavage, swaying gently in that deep valley with her steady breath. The fabric of the bustier was embroidered with intricate mandala patterns in dark gold thread; the designs spread from her chest outward to her armpits, with each flower’s center adorned with tiny black rhinestones that reflected a somber, dark glow under the cool white light of the night pearl.

Over the bustier she wore an extremely thin, dark purple gauze robe, its wide sleeves flowing gracefully downward, the cuffs edged with a band of dark gold swirling cloud patterns. The robe was nearly transparent, allowing the skin of her delicate, pale-pink shoulders and arms to show through faintly, bathed in a hazy purple glow. The front of the gauze robe was wide open, leaving her chest and lower abdomen completely exposed; it was gathered at the waist only by a dark golden sash three fingers wide. The sash was set with seven amethysts the size of fingertips, arranged in the pattern of the Big Dipper, tightly cinching her slender, serpentine waist— highlighting the contours of her waist, which was slender to the extreme, with a small strip of soft, pale pink skin spilling out on either side of the sash.

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