Ishatar's Court

Azriel stared at her own reflection in the mirror. Her hair fell in warm chestnut waves around her face. Her eyes were a deep sparkling blue and rimmed with kohl. A rosy tint adorned her lips and cheeks. She wore the sparkling silver gown with the sapphire stones and it made her look more like a deep sea creature than a bird in the sky. It rippled every time she walked and fell in drapes and pleats across her lower body that looked so complicated that even she had given up trying to figure it out.

Ashdeer walked upto her right now and said, "Beautiful...but something is missing!"

"What?" she asked.

He took out a pair of sapphire danglers and held them up against her face. "This."

She felt pleasantly surprised, "How did you know I like sapphires?"

"Well, a noble woman of Andora, with eyes as blue as these gems, what else would suit you My Love?"