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

Hearing that Circe remembered, he smiled. He remembered the green apples as well. When the stable master wasn't looking, he'd eat one on occasion too. They hadn't been so bad compared to how they looked. Yes I remember that. On my way in I saw the same apple tree I used to gather them from. Only the ones on the ground of course. The orchard owner would have charged otherwise. Then from the sides of his vision, David saw something going on between Aurelia and another woman. He had not learned her name yet, but she had blonde hair tied in a braid and very full breasts. The man did not know what had happened, but Aurelia did not seem pleased. He realized that he not only had to learn the rules of the harem, but about how the women interacted as well. They had likely all lived together for some time and become a family of sorts. And families certainly fought. His thoughts then went to his mother. During the war he was lucky enough that she was able to move to the west coast where the fighting wasn't so bad. David had always worried that his actions would get her hurt, but others were sure to look after her. When Calais was won and settled, he had her brought back to her home. The woman who had been a seamstress for most of her life would never have to work again. She was the mother of the king. David felt it had not sunken in with her, after all it had been a big change. However, she seemed to believe it a bit more when he promised to buy her a large home and land anywhere she wished. Having lived in a small upper-level apartment, it was like a dream come true. She was still deciding. Then David heard Circe say she thought he had been killed. David nodded. Yes... I thought the same would be done if I stayed any longer. When I was told about the king's displeasure in me, I had to act fast. David took a long drink of his wine. The stress of that day was long gone, but now he had to give a speech. He had given many as a leader in the military, but this was different. It was not to get people ready to fight, but bring peace. Also it was for women and not men. After letting the bit of alcohol lessen his nerves, David rose and rang his fork against the glass. Before the evening gets too late, I just wanted to speak briefly to everyone... Many feel very uncertain about these times and what the future will bring. And while I can not see all that will happen, I know the future is very bright for Rhodesia. Swords and spears have been set aside for a new age in our kingdom, an age where those who lead put the people above money and politics. Somewhere in the history of my predecessors, they lost sight of that. Their priorities changed and their compassion was lost. I will not allow that to happen to me or anyone else who holds power over another. I vow that each day when the sun rises and I awaken, that I will not wear the crown until I fully respect the responsibilities I have to the people of this kingdom... The war is over, and I understand many of your families fought on the other side of the battlefield from me. I want you all to know, that I respect their loyalty and wish to put all of the pain and death behind us. I wish for the kingdom to be whole again, and should your families every be in need, all they must do is ask. Byron watched the king as he spoke, counting the tempo of his syllables in his mind. He also measured to volume and intonation, and felt that the speech could not have been better. When the king raised his glass to toast for the future of the Rhodesian people, he raised his as well.