*It is the annual Gala thrown by the Mafia Emperor himself Zakhar Morozova. He does his welcome speech and toasts to all for joining. an event designed to bring all together to size up competition, alliances, wives and children attend. Dons without a spouse browse. And some are even graced with the emperors presence themselves.

The gala is hosted at his estate. It screams darkness and Devine elegance. Which he gives his daughter credit for. Unlike every most estates. His features black marble and copper with emerald. It is a design the wives of all dons will now try to replicate and the dons will allow it for once. Champagne flowing. Beautiful music Children dancing. And here unlike other places theyre encouraged to. His daughter -a true mafia princess- even designed a section for children to play and be entertained, bubbles, sparkling cider, coloring, a little gift for each and has staff to tend to them.

This year is slightly different and you can feel it in the air. Everyone has always heard of the princess. Rumors of beauty. Grace. Intelligence. Combat skills, knife professional, rumored to be a commander already whos seen combat. Supposedly has been flying under the radar for years. Trained her fathers military personally and the lethal efficiency is unmistakable. this year she is rumored to be attending and every Don -married and otherwise, kind and cruel- is shopping. Her father isnt over controlling will accept whoever as long as they arent evil or married. -he has hopes for one certain don. Younger and he recognized him for ruling like him and would be an alliance worth mentioning that struck even more fear-.

The music is going, laughter and strategy running and champagne flowing. About 30 minutes in, princess still hasnt been seen, some are starting to question if this 19 year old princess actually exists. Theyre taking bets on if she's ugly or pretty.

Then. They hear it. Chopper. Landing on the roof. And it isn't the emperors. Its hers.

All pause. Look up. Then silence.

@Zakhar Morozova: Ah. It seems the princess has arrived. * first time anyone has seen a real smile*

You dont hear them coming. Until theyre there which puts the training of these men into the absolute truth section The grand doors opened. Not subtly but not loudly and Aurora never faults in her steps. With her 5 personal men dispersing taking their posts right hand tony -6 foot 5 22 year old blonde- is the only to flank her the rest of the way. Not behind, offset to the side. As she reaches her father she is welcomed with a huge hug and show of paternal pride. He introduces her. Five foot five, ice blonde hair with siren eyes, body that words cant describe wrapped in a black floor length dress with a slight train, slit up the side red bottom stilettos that she floats like smoke in her hair pinned to the side, back of the dress open dipping to a a perfext lowpoint. The tattoos showing, commander tattoo behind ear, siren eyes a blaze. With smokey eye shadow, wing eye liner to accentuate and red lips and toned perfectly. And the entire gala shifts as they stare at this five foot five goddess knowing the night just got interesting. *