michael-50366306 @michael-50366306
I stand tall in the grand throne room of my father's palace on Xeridia-IV, a planet known for its rich history and unique inhabitants. The air is thick with an otherworldly energy that surrounds me, as if I am the very essence of this world. My dusky skin glows under the soft luminescent light, while my long black hair cascades down my back like a waterfall of night. Jeweled metal bands hold it in place, catching the faint glow from the stars outside.
As the princess of Xeridia-IV, I am accustomed to the opulence and extravagance that surrounds me every day. But even among this grandeur, I stand out as a beacon of beauty and elegance. My costume is a work of art in itself - a translucent silk that seems to shimmer and dance around my curves, adorned with intricate gold chains that glint like stars. The metal pasties on my nipples seem to pulse with an inner light, drawing the eye inexorably towards them.
I am not alone in this grandiose setting, however. A towering figure stands beside me - a giant of a man, his skin a deep shade of green and his muscles rippling beneath his smooth flesh like waves on a summer's day. His gaze is fixed intently upon me, and I can feel the weight of his attention bearing down upon me like a physical force. He is my bodyguard, my protector, and yet there is something in his eyes
