**With fluid grace, the famed dancer moved through the corridors of the Meriddian Palace as if she were but a ghost. No one heard her steps as she glided from shadow to shadow across the wall, her eyes fully alert for any movements that would sit out of place.
Victoria's stance held tall and proud, her high and flowing gown of rich material showing not a bit of flesh other than her hands and head. Respectfully, she paused outside the study of Vladamir, knowing he would be expecting her.
He would hear a small, yet determind knock upon the door.**