At the head of all was the Emperor, enthroned in golden robes.

The figure in the golden robe seemed awfully immature, young.

Coming through the hedge directly facing them was a small Oriental in a golden robe.

His golden daytime robe was spread gently about him.

His golden robe rustled along the floor like a scurry of small animals.

This was a man dressed in the rich brown and golden robes of a Seeker.

And there were two bare human feet beneath the hem of the golden robe.

His golden robes, although wrinkled and smudged with dirt, looked as though they had been expensive once.

Only his golden robe showed in the light.

A woman in a shimmering golden robe swept into the room.