The princess had snuck out from her palace again, sick of being waited upon by lovestruck servants. She was lovely, at five foot six, with dark black hair falling in ringlet curls to her waist. She was dressed, disguised of cousre, in belly dancing attire. A long black skirt, sandals, black bra top, all outline in jingling bells. She had a half mask, covering her face from the bridge of her nose down.
Brown eyes caught the glint of something in the sand and curious, she wandered to it. Kneeling down, she pushed some sand away from something shiny(she really couldn't tell in this light). Digging the handle out, she picked up the little contraption, her eyes widening as she realized what it was. It looked much like a genie lamp - like she would believe in such tales.
Deciding to take it back with her, she attached it to her belt. It carried with her until she returned to her room later that day. Still in her disquise, she sat down upon her large and lush bed. She took the lamp and set it in her lap. "A tad dirty..." she mused quietly, picking up a clothe to polish the lamp. Little did she know the power she would release with such a simple motion.
Brown eyes caught the glint of something in the sand and curious, she wandered to it. Kneeling down, she pushed some sand away from something shiny(she really couldn't tell in this light). Digging the handle out, she picked up the little contraption, her eyes widening as she realized what it was. It looked much like a genie lamp - like she would believe in such tales.
Deciding to take it back with her, she attached it to her belt. It carried with her until she returned to her room later that day. Still in her disquise, she sat down upon her large and lush bed. She took the lamp and set it in her lap. "A tad dirty..." she mused quietly, picking up a clothe to polish the lamp. Little did she know the power she would release with such a simple motion.