Decoy Again

A true queen knows when to replace her sword with a silk gown. A lesson taught to her with great diligence, marking itself into the confines of her brain. From combat training to economic lessons, all her life had been a constant training session to sculpt her into the perfect ruler to govern Steocia. And they had worked, she was a true royal, not only by birth but by soul as well. She was ruthless to her enemies with a grace that was unheard of. A beast on the battlefield and a diva on the dancefloor. No matter the scenario, she was always the center of attention, much like the current situation. With her feet moving in a perfect harmony with her body, the music a mere assistance to her performance and her partner forgotten, she resembled a swan with her grace and was blissfully aware of the enamored reactions from those in the ballroom.