You gather a few more Amazons first.

Unsurprisingly, the moment you stepped out of your tent, you were greeted by the sounds of your sisters howling and whistling. With your face red with a mixture of rage and embarrassment, you glared back at the warrior women in a vain attempt to put them back in their place. However, this only seemed to encourage them.

"Pay them no mind, dear," said Laoda with a warm and seductive smile, "Besides, if your beautiful body is grabbing this much attention from your…admittedly lustful sisters, imagine how the men of the United Armies will react." She then leaned in close to your ear and purred out softly against your tender lobe, "Imagine how Ceno will react."

You blush and shuttered, both from Laoda's teasing and the thought of Ceno drooling over your new dress. You had to admit you were looking forward to seeing his blushing face, even more so once you lured him into a private spot. You could already feel his toned arms hugging your strong and curvy body, his lips exploring the exposed parts of your skin.

"And he's not the only one who will be enchanted by your beauty," Laoda purred once more before directing your gaze to the balcony.

At the foot of the balcony, you saw your shield sister, your loving mate Thea, looking at you with a playful yet loving smile. She was dressing in much the same manner as you, in a soft raveling gown, only white instead of red and with considerably less gold. Her golden hair was well-groomed and loose, with the majority of her golden locks draped over her left shoulder. The dress had a pair of slits running up to her hips, exposing both of her thighs, a golden band was wrapped around her brow to show her noble status, and you could see red lacing tied around her legs.

As the beautiful golden-haired girl stood before you, her golden locks tinted by the dim light of dusk, you found yourself unable to resist her as your scooped her up in your arms and pressed a loving kiss on her lips. Of course, this earned you're a few more howls from the crowd, but you didn't care. You loved Thea as much as you did Ceno and was more than thankful that you could at least be open with her in front of your sisters.

You slowly parted lips before lightly pressing your brow against hers, "You're so beautiful," you say warmly against her lips.

"So are you," she mewed before lightly planting another kiss on your lips. Her lips tasted of sweet Accorian cherries, and her body smelt of the exotic jungle plants of your island.

Turning back to Laoda, who was smiling at you as a mother would to an engaged daughter, you noticed Anon and her grayscaled drake at her side. The Valkyrie was also dressed in a white gown, though with golden trimmings.

"So why the white?" you asked Anon, "Normally, the nobility of Accor wore red, gold, and black."

"We do," said the young rider brushing her hand over the gold band around her hips, "It just that after our mother gained fame at the Battle of Deni, the poets of Deni started depicting us as angles of war. Mother didn't see a reason to persuade them away from the myth, and neither do I. I'm hoping that our fame has proceeded us and has reached the High Rider. He might be more willing to provide us with fertilized eggs if he had the impression that we were angles."

"Oh, I'm sure he will be more than willing to provide us with fertilized eggs," Thea said with a knowing smile.

You shook your head as the two sisters giggled playfully. One thing you have noticed while spending time with Thea was that she and the other Valkyries were a bit more liberal and open when it came to seducing men. You didn't know if it was because of your cultural differences, with the Valkyries following both Greek and Norse gods, or the stigma of Riders in general.

"Are we ready to go?" you asked the group.

"Not just yet," said Laoda with a playful smirk, "We are short one sister. One who is proving to be just as difficult as her queen."

You arch your brow, wondering who she could be referring to when you see the woman in question out of the corner of your eye being escorted by two honor guards. Much to your admittedly pleasant surprise, you watch Orithyia making her way towards you and the two Valkyries. The Lycaon is dressed in a soft fur bra, a loincloth made of a wolf's pelt, a neckless of wolf's teeth around her neck, and traces of makeup on her face. The tattooed woman looks like a wet cat as she walked and had roughly the same demeanor.

"Priestess Laoda," she growls at the overly beautiful woman, "Is this really necessary?"

"Of course, dear," Laoda purrs, "You are here in search of a worthy mate, are you not?"

"I can't see why I can't search for one while dressed in my armor," Orithyia replies through gritted teeth.

"I would hardly call that patchwork of ragged fur and bone…armor," Laoda scoffs, "Besides, you have just as much mobility in this softer, more refined outfit that you would in your…raged garments."

Orithyia lets out a sharp huff before snapping her head to you, "Your highness, I must protest. I am not a marry woman to be put on display for the hungry gazes of men."

"Neither am I," you reply with a hint of annoyance in your voice, "But if this façade aids us in gathering what we need, then I'm willing to put up with it for the time being."

"But why must I go!" she growls softly, trying her best to contain her anger.

You glanced over at Laoda, who gives you a knowing smile and a slight nod, confirming your suspicions as to what she had planned for the morning Daughter of Lycaon. The poor woman can't spend her nights alone forever. "You are my shield sister," you say, turning back to Orithyia, "It is your sworn duty to stand by my side along with Thea, even if the battlefield is political."

You notice the woman's nose flare at your announcement. It is clear that she disagreed with it, but she wasn't about to argue with it. "As you wish, my Queen," she said with a low bow.

With the last of your group ready, you make your way to the camp of Deni. You were wondering how Ceno would react to seeing that he was not only going to be escorted by one but seven lovely amazons.