The laughter and music coming from below the stairs almost made Syra giddy with pleasure. She was waiting for Lucian to come to her room and get her so that he could escort her down stairs. Doing a last check in the mirror Syra giggled. Her outfit was one that Lucian had helped pick out for her, assuring her that it would catch Dominic's attention and every other man's in the room.
Her skirt was made of layers of thin wispy cloth that without it being double five times would have hidden nothing. It was tight to her body with slits ending at mid thigh, the color of the midnight sky. Black fishnets were under the skirt, as well was a black leather cuff with buckles on her left thigh just under where the slit started. Her shoes were dark blue and had strings like ballet shoes that wrapped around and tied at the middle of her claves, the heel at least four inches.
Her top was like a corset tight yet she could still breath. It matched both her skirt and shoes, scooping low in the front, making her breasts look as if they were ready to spill out. The sleeves were sheer and fell down belling out over her hands. Her hair had been left lose with black ribbons braided in a few strands, a slight shimmer powder dusted through it, the tips curling over her hips.
A black leather collar graced her throat, a heart shaped blood vile in the center of it, another silver necklace hung to the cleavage of her breasts, the pendent a pentacle with fangs. She had four pairs of earrings in each ear and a silver hoop in the cartilage of her right ear. She had a small stud in her nose and one in the left side of her lip.
Her eyes were lined darkly with heavy liner and her lips were done black. She was, in her own mind very sexy and looked ready to kill. She gave a last smile in the mirror when a knock at the door sounded and she hurried over to open it. Lucian stood there wearing tight black trousers and a button down crisp midnight shirt that matched her outfit. She smiled at him and laughed, sounding much like a young school girl.
"Are you ready Lady Syra?"
Syra nodded her head and Lucian held out his arm which she took. She moved gracefully beside Lucian, making hardly a noise as they moved down the marble staircase. The bright dresses made her squint a bit, she was the only one there wearing dark colors, but it made her stand out and she knew it would draw attention. Even though she was excited she was also very nervous.
Syra had never tried to stand out before yet here she was doing this to try and get the man she loved to admit that he loved her too. She hoped Dominic would admit it, if not she had a feeling that she would have to kill someone. At least she had Lucian to help her with this, otherwise she would have no strength to carry through with her plan. Granted they had revised it, no sex, both Lucian and her looked at each other like future brother and sister, so sex was no able to happen. But that didn't mean that anything else wasn't going to happen.
Syra glanced over the crowd her heart slamming in her chest. Dominic was dancing with the woman from before, the woman's red dress fell around her gently, the back cut out. Syra looked at Lucian and he smiled leading her onto the dance floor as the music turned to a more modern twist. It was what was considered techno, yet it had a hard rock beat. The music was perfect for dancing however one wished, and ballroom dancing was not what she had in mind.
