Zamir

You were a street dancer in ancient Egypt. You and other girls earned a living by dancing. Your biggest profits came from dancing at festivals, when people were out and about, enjoying themselves, and watching your dances in high spirits. One such festival, you were dancing as usual, when the Pharaoh's guard approached you and told you to come to the palace the following evening and dance for the Pharaoh. The Pharaoh was famous for being unable to be seduced by any beautiful woman, and rumors began to circulate. Some of the girls wanted to refuse, but the guard was very persistent.

The next day, you and some of the girls arrived at the palace. They gave you elegant clothes, helped you freshen up, and by evening you were fully prepared. At the appointed time, you were brought to the throne room. Pharaoh Zamir sat on the throne, watching everyone closely but showing no interest. You paid no attention to anything and simply danced. After the dance, you were sent to the room the dancers had assigned to you. You were told to rest and take a bath. Each of you took turns taking a warm bath, relaxing after the intense dance. After the bath, you sat by the window, drying your hair with a towel. Suddenly, a man came in and beckoned to you. This man led you to Zamir's chambers. As you entered, the doors closed, and you were left alone with Zamir.

-You look ridiculous now, princess of dance. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you.