Alexander approached the stairs leading down to the outer hall with Cambyses's right arm locked with his, the girl wearing a full-sleeved, high-collared smoking red gown, a gold banded tiara jeweled with rubies of all shapes and sizes, garnet ear-rings and crimson-colored high heels.
And as she looked down through her translucent veil on the gathered maids and staff arranged in two neat rows standing opposite to one another, she looked with a fairy gracing them with her glance, her powdered white face garnished by a vermillion blush on her beautiful chin and her bright lips decorated with claret lip-stick.
Cambyses had always had a preference for red, as even in her time in the mercenary, she wore a bright red armor.
And her dress on the most important day of her life also reflected that preference.
Alexander escorted Cambyses down the large carpet to the attention of all the dressed and in attention maids and servants, both of having a light smile hanging off their faces.