Ornate Velvet Robe

Her gown, meticulously tailored, embraced her form with a regal silhouette. The fabric was woven from the rarest black velvet, so deep it seemed to drink in the surrounding light. Embroidered across its surface, golden threads depicted proud lions and twisting vines—ancestral sigils intertwined with motifs of prosperity and power. The lions seemed ready to leap from the fabric, roaring in silent vigil over her lineage. The bodice, trimmed in delicate lace, accentuated her slender figure while remaining modest enough for court sensibilities. A belt of worked gold, adorned with onyx and sapphire, circled her waist like the binding of a rare tome. The lion-head clasp at its center bore jeweled eyes that gleamed whenever she ed beneath the chandeliers. A mantle of midnight silk, heavy with floral embroidery and lions rampant, draped over her shoulders and fell in cascading folds. Its borders shimmered with intricate patterns—perhaps wards of protection stitched in secret by the house