Stepping into the foyer she nodded towards the servant boy who had let her inside. Her long, silky black hair had been pulled up into a messy curled mass with just one ribbon, and she wore a long piece of white fabric which she had been careful to drape around herself in a manner similar to the roman goddesses themselves, hanging off her shoulder with one thin sleeve. A long slit opened on her left side all the way up to the gold sash she had used to tie it all together, the lace from the bottom of her underwear clearly visible as her long, slender leg was exposed. She wore gold heels to accentuate her stature--a stunning foreign beauty--waiting for her master to call for her.<br/><br/>First impressions were crucial if you expected anything in life...