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

Circe had kept her wine glass in her hand, and as she listened to him reveal who he was, she nearly dropped her drink on the table. Her eyes widened in surprise as she turned to fully face him. The typically stoic girl had just shown more emotion in a few seconds then she had in the last 6 months easily. You were the stable boy. Her voice trailed off as she looked to him directly. You gave me apples one day, that you were treating the horses with. Remember that? What David didnt know about that day was that she had been refused food for rebuffing the Kings advances, time and time again. The Renali King always liked the forbidden aspect of things that were denied to him, causing him to want it even more. David had heard the way her stomach growled, and offered it to her. Of course, what he hadnt been ready for was for Circe to gorge herself on the bruised and damaged green apples that were meant for the horses. It gave her the energy she needed to survive to another day. Ever since that day, she always had a weakness for apples. Apple tart was by far her favorite dessert. They reminded her of one of her first small acts of rebellion against the former monarch. Aurelias pretty face screwed up into a frown. Having a connection like this was something that could jeopardize her desired position. And she wasnt going to allow that to happen. She silently vowed to do her best to capture the Kings attention, and make him obsessed with her. The tanned girl was willing to do whatever it took. Viera noticed the look on the scheming girls face, and stepped on her foot under the table. Hard. The buxom blonde had always detested the younger girl, finding her to be unbearable. There had been a time that she had actually engaged in a fist fight with her. It had caused Aurelia to suffer a bruised cheek, and Viera was harshly punished by Georgio for causing discontent in the harem. Vieras family were Generals and warriors, and didnt hesitate to train her in the aggressive lifestyle that they hoped she was to take over. By all accounts, she was quite the wild child in her youth. No one would have thought her to be suitable for harem life. Aurelias jewelry jingled as she jumped from the injury, muffling a squeak in protest. She shot a dirty look to Viera, knowing that it had to of come from her. The plainest woman of the harem that had stayed behind, Pyrelle did her best not to laugh at the display. Her hair was in a low braided bun style. No matter how much jewelry or makeup she would put on, she was ultimately rather homely. What she had managed to excel at, catching the Kings attentions, was her skill in playing instruments. Ladies Sorrell admonished them as Circe and the King continued to interact. Germaine discreetly raised a napkin to her lips, coughing into it as quietly as she could manage. I was so afraid.that you had been killed. Circe confessed, averting her eyes. After all, she had blamed herself for years due to his sudden disappearance. They had been caught talking one day by an older member of the harem who had to go out looking for her, as she was about to miss a surprise visit from the King. The Animus girl was certain that had been his downfall. For as cold as she looked, she was shockingly vulnerable.