From my physical art collection
via the Estate of Don Kephart

As she pranced around the tent, this haughty beauty, the queen of the harem knew that every stallion's eyes were glued to her every movement. Each certain that by the end of her dance, they would be her stud of choice. Watching from the side as the proud filly teased and flirted with his guests, the harem's master watched her gyrations with an amused smile. He knew well her too well. Aneighstra weakness for virile stallions was matched by her love of fine silks, sweet perfumes, and elegant gems and jewelry. At the end of the evening, only he could provide all her heart's desires.

Art by: Luise Perenne