Chương 92: The Founder.

Thin gold stiletto heels were confidently stepping on the carpet of the hall. The girl was wearing white tight-fitting trousers and the same white jacket, emphasizing her slender figure in the best way.

Thin golden chains descended from the edge of the jacket, which were swaying temptingly with every step of hers, making a light and pleasant ringing. They transformed a business suit into an airy translucent dress, which would be worn by the best priestess of the Pharaoh.

Hands were open, numerous bracelets shimmered on the wrists under the light of the lamps. The hair was straightened and hung over the shoulders, and the same gold chains were woven into the strands as well as to her clothes. The girl's head was adorned with a neat diadem.

The makeup was not bright, rather the opposite, but it was thanks to this that one would want to keep looking at the girl's face.