>>5992877>>5992882>>5992966>>5993128You turn to Lana and say, "You have the freedom to return to your family, for I will not keep you here against your will."
She appears to ponder your offer for a moment, but then she shakes her head, sadness shadowing her eyes. "I'm no longer the fourteen-year-old virgin I was when I was taken from my village, my king. I would rather stay here at the palace than return to my family, if you will have me."
"You were just fourteen when Suial claimed you?" you ask, grimacing at the thought.
"He often took even younger slave concubines, my king," Lana whispers, the pain of the memory clear in her voice. "He usually grew tired of us after a few years and acquired newer, younger slaves."
Disgust churns in your gut. Suial was already an old man when you ended his life, yet that didn't stop him from indulging his depraved lust on slave girls young enough to be his granddaughters. Is this the legacy you are supposed to uphold?
"Tell me about the other concubines left behind by the old tyrant," you ask, wanting to know more about King Suial's harem, now yours by right of conquest.
"King Suial left behind a wife," Lana begins, "though she is almost forty, far too old for his tastes, so he hadn't bedded her in years. And there are several favored concubines like me. We served him sexually at night and sat at his feet while he held court."
Suial treated his slave concubines like objects, mere symbols of his power and virility. The old tyrant enjoyed flaunting his control, displaying them scantily clad at his feet in court, a constant reminder of his authority. Disgust for the old tyrant surges within you as you grasp the full extent of his depravity.
"What happened to the girls who got too old for him?" you ask softly.
"Some were given to his generals and courtiers as rewards for their service," Lana murmurs, her voice heavy with the weight of memory. "Some were executed at the king's whim, a warning to the rest of us. Would you like to visit the remaining concubines, my king?"
You consider the remnants of Suial's legacy, women left behind by a tyrant who saw them as nothing more than pawns in his twisted game. "Yes," you say, "take me to them."
> The old tyrant's legal wife draws your attention, a handsome woman in her forties, radiating mature beauty that intrigues you.> A blonde foreign concubine captures your interest, openly admitting she prefers the decadence of the harem to starving on the streets.> A dusky-skinned concubine piques your curiosity, the daughter of a noble family eradicated on Suial's orders.> A boy slave catches your eye, a grim reminder of the old tyrant's twisted perversions and corruption.> A red-haired concubine gazes at you with wary eyes, once the daughter of a prominent merchant before Suial claimed her.> Write In 