Thread: The royal harem of Rhodesia (DaveTheHuman x Poppy)

That will be a welcomed change. Sorrell nodded, knowing that most of the women in the harem resented the color. Unfortunately, it was all they had. And it would be costly to replace the clothing. The costs of the harem were already a concern. She didnt want to add to his worries at the current moment, keeping the thought to herself. It could be discussed later. Honestly, she loathed the color. Her hair was already red, and it just blended into her clothing. She moved to take a seat. Sorrell smoothed out her dress, looking forward to when she could wear a different color. Blue would be nice, perhaps. By all accounts, she had developed a solemn and dutiful attitude from being raised in such a religious household. She herself had hopes of entering into the Holy Order and becoming a nun. Unfortunately, when she caught the former Kings eye during court, that was simply not to be. The worst part had to be the Holy Orders view on sex. When sex was performed for pleasure instead of procreation, it was frowned upon. Needless to say, the Holy Order was one of the most vocal dissenters on the dissolution of the harem. Especially as not a single woman had bore a child. They would much prefer the money to be instead funneled into their causes. The redhead listened to the monarch before her, her mouth opening in surprise as he asked of her opinion. She was quick to remind herself to shut her mouth, lest she appear like an imbecile before him. You could ask that question to any one of the hundred women that were of the harem, and receive a thousand different answers. Perhaps even some that would contradict the views of the others. She took a deep breath. If this had been the former King, she never would have been so bold. But, she was still smart enough to be careful with her words. Instead, I believe it would be most advantageous for you to ask this of each of the eight remaining. I, for one, do believe that the history of the harem should be revealed to the public. There is much secrecy regarding us. Perhaps if it were known, the people could be more accepting. And things, perhaps for future monarchs, could revert to how the harem was initially. That women came willingly, knowing that the harem could provide an education not available to them. That even peasants could come, and have the chance to better themselves. Their talk was long and informative. Sorrell had certainly learned a great deal regarding the new King. She would go back to the remaining girls, and inform them of what had been discussed. It would be beneficial to ease their fears. She bowed low to David before departing, returning to the remaining harem girls. They were still the only ones in the common area, the women who were leaving seeming to keep away from them. After all, the departing women had to gather their things and say their goodbyes to the fellow girls that they might not ever see again. Sorrell asked that they all gather together so they could talk, and the small gaggle of girls complied. They were all mindful enough to shift closer to Circe, Arianna being the only member who made an audible sound of disdain at the effort. The white haired girl was polite enough to close her book, devoting her attentions to Sorrell. If there was a girl in the group left who she preferred the company of the most, it was the pious redhead. When she had been injured, Sorrell always came to her air to care for her and pray. Her kindness was not lost on her. King David is a kind man. Sorrell announced. He has already made the decision that we will not be required to wear the color red, unless we wish to. This caused the small group to glance between themselves, most of them appearing pleased at the prospect. Red looks best with my skin tone. Aurelia haughtily announced. This earned her a look of annoyance from Viera, the golden blonde woman with the largest chest in the group. Her blonde hair was swept back from her face, in a braid to the side that hung over her shoulder. Regardless, that is now your choice to. Now, he wants to learn everything he can about harem rules and customs. Even the history. So, it will be up to us to ensure that such is done. I will speak with the elder harem members tonight after dinner, in hopes of finding the books. The redhead kept glancing between the women, wanting to see their reactions. After all, not all of them were as good at keeping emotion off their face as Circe. That also means that each of you has your own history and unique knowledge to be shared. So should he ask questions, you must answer. She pointedly looked to the purple eyed girl. Even if her exotic looks gained her favor from the Renali King, it might not be the same with the new monarch. And there was another in their presence who was an exotic girl, having been sent from the Kingdom of Trussaley as a gift for the former King. It was the asian woman, Li-Hua, who was sitting on the edge of her seat. As the oldest, I know that it is expected of me to ensure that your best interests are seen to. Sorrell continued. I will strive to be the best representative for us all. Until the King would choose his wife, she would be the only woman in the harem who could approach him with any complaints in the small group. I believe my bloodline ought to rank me above you. The brown haired woman with a sour look on her face crossed her arms. This woman was Reginan, cousin to the deceased King. She thought very highly of herself. But with her family executed for being of the blood, there was no where to go for her. Careful. The same blood that courses through your veins could lead to your downfall. Circe turned her head to the woman, disliking her for being related to the royal family. The only thing that kept Reginan from being executed was the fact that she had to serve Georgio with her body. Ladies. Sorrell cleared her throat. It wouldnt do to break up a fight. There was more talk between the group, before the dinner was announced as being ready. The entire harem made their way up the wide stairs to the second level. Upon entering the banquet hall, the only harem members who would stay after this evening were seated at the same table as the King. They were the last group to enter, wanting to keep up with Circe as she slowed the group down. Aurelia and Reginan entered first, while the other girls grouped around Circe to try to mask her injury. After all, it was a chance to get to know him better. Everyone remained quiet while the new King spoke, out of respect. Once he was finished, the chatter resumed as they took their seats. The meal was served by the servants of the castle, no longer slaves.Many of the departing women were more than happy to chat up the new men and be as flirty as possible. They had to spend their lives with an impotent fool. This was the first chance to actually make a life for themselves. Circes cold gaze had lingered a bit too long on David, still trying to figure out where she had known him from. There was something undeniably familiar about the man. When the King shifted his gaze from talking to Aurelia to look to her, she felt a light flush creep into her cheeks. Thanks to her pale skin, it was very prominent. She listened to what he asked of her, taking a moment to sip from her goblet. You do seem familiar. The Animus girl nodded, even finding his voice to be familiar. But no, Im sorry.Im afraid that I cant place you. Would you mind reminding me? Circe was willing to be polite to the King, unless he proved unworthy. She did already appreciate him decapitating the man who had caused so much pain in her life.