A loud bang jolted me out of my slumber. With a start I lurch off the bed where I came face to face with an unfamiliar woman stepping into the room.
She was a mature beauty, tall with nice full curves in all the right places, large, well-shaped breasts and long black hair. Her cream-colored clothes adorned with intricate embellishments along the trimmings made for an elegant and refined style. Several exquisite ornaments made of gold and lapis lazuli enhanced the grandeur her already stunning appearance. Though I probably should stop being surprised, everyone around here is a looker.
Still in a foggy daze, for a moment I just sit up in bed staring at the woman as I process what’s happening now and what lead up to this.
“Having fun are we Meskia?” The woman questioned authoritatively and without an ounce of humor, not towards me but while staring to my side.
“M-Mother? Ah, I-I’m just taming this Armari girl s-so-so… she can be my servant.” The girl in bed with me started speaking panickily.
‘Hmm, who?’ I hazily wondered briefly before the fog suddenly lifts from my mind. Then the memories of what had happened flooded in.
Coming to Aruk, getting lost, guided by Istara… then taken by this girl sitting next to me to have sex with her. I snickered a bit at the thought of when I turned things around and ended up being the one to break HER in. After multiple rounds of hot, steamy copulation, I had passed out, only just waking up now. I hadn’t even interrogated the little butt slut yet.
The mature woman did not respond to the girl’s excuse. She merely stood in place turning to stare right at me. Silence hung in the room as she continued to regard me, clearly judging every fiber of my existence.
“Hmm, I’ve already interrogated the merchant you hired. She revealed too me everything you contracted her for.”
The girl’s face cramped up nervously, she slowly began to crumple beneath the hard gaze of the older woman that was now directed at her. After a brief moment the older woman stepped up to the foot of the bed.
“Why didn’t you give this girl over to the Sun Cult? She has good potential; she would have been better off being given as tribute then to remain here as your plaything.”
“No! She’s mine, I sent for her, I acquired her, she’ll be my bodyguard and servant. She’s mine!” The girl screamed petulantly, pleading with her mother as she rose from the bed, clearly being very possessive of me.
In contrast her mother didn’t say anything, just stood there with a withering gaze. An awkward silence hung between the two of them, with the younger girl growing uncomfortable.
“I need her, I need loyal followers if I’m going to rule.” She said quietly with her gaze cast downward.
“Hah, are you so desperate for power that you’ll resort to taming this foreign savage to get it.” Responded the older woman irritably, her eyes glancing at me dismissively for a brief second.
The younger girl flinched at those words, she seemed to shrink with every word her mother spoke.
“You should give this girl over to the Sun Cult. Even though you’ve ruined her, she’ll be better off serving Great Helia than indulging in your fantasies.” The woman ‘suggested’ in the most commanding matter-of-fact tone I have ever heard.
“Hold on, I’m sitting right here, and I’m not joining any Sun Cult just because you said so.” I piped in, directing my words towards the older, mature woman.
Interestingly enough, it was the daughter who had the biggest reaction to my statement. Turning towards me, with eyes wide open and a look of shock on her face. On the other hand, her mother just had a simple look of bemusement.
“Oh, so you at least made sure to find a somewhat civilized savage to play with.” She remarked condescendingly.
Damn, this woman is annoying. From the moment she barged in she’s been berating us with every word, and now she’s talking of having me taken to work for the ‘Sun Cult.’
The mother pointed directly at me. “Girl, wouldn’t you prefer to serve Helia, the glorious sun unconquered, she who shines above all, instead of wasting your time humoring my daughter’s fantasies?”
‘What is up with this woman, no I DON’T want to join your stupid Sun cult. I’ve already been employed by your goddess’s dragon mom for the express purpose of slapping HER around.’ I retorted to myself, but I want to avoid a fight for now so I’m going to keep quiet about that part.
“No. I’m not interested in working for the Sun Cult.” I stated sternly, though still diplomatically, maintaining eye contact the whole time.
She stood there with an inscrutable look on her face, refusing to reveal her thoughts.
“Hmm, already fallen for my daughter, eh, well at least that part is commendable. Meskia, you may keep your little playmate, but I’m gifting the other items you acquired to the cult, they’re in far greater need of those artifacts than you do. Also, if she’s going to be your ‘bodyguard’ then she is YOUR responsibility. Be sure to train her properly.” Relenting she promptly turns and leaves the room.
I sit there stunned as the woman heads out of the room, her footsteps can be heard slowly receding as she walks down the hall.
Only once I’m sure that she is far gone that I burst into action. I leap on top of the girl I’m in bed with and grapple her with sudden, terrible fury. Restraining one of her arms, I grab the back of her head and push it down face first into the sheets, then I place a knee onto the small of her back, taking control of her body.
“Ah!” She gave a short cry as she squirmed helplessly beneath me.
“You’ve got somethings to answer for right now. First where are Sarduna and Naira, you know, my companions?”
“Uh… let me go. I’m your mist…” I pull her arm back towards me, making her groan in discomfort.
“Ah, they’re safe, I had them housed with several servants that I trusted. I had intended to retrieve them as soon as I was done with you.”
I relaxed just ever the tiny bit. “Next, who are you and what is going on here?”
“I am Meskia, daughter of the Lugal Utu-banda.”
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“What the hell is a Lugal?”
“It’s exactly what it means, big g… Ah! It means queen, ruler.” She answered, screaming in the middle when I wasn’t going to take any of her excuses and dug my knee into her back.
“Oh, a little princess are we? Heh, you still didn’t answer my question. What. Is. Going. On. Here?”
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. Istara promised me Battle Maidens who would be loyal and faithful, not twisting my arm while holding me down like this. Now would you release me… p-please!” The girl beneath me pleaded desperately, her eyes growing moist as she began to show signs of breaking down.
I could feel my lips twirling upwards involuntarily into a wicked grin, I was pleased with her signs of submission to me.
I decided to relent, releasing my grip and stepping back. While I’m still pissed at her for what she pulled, ensuring Sarduna and Naira’s safety ultimately took precedence over bullying the newly minted butt-slut. And besides I might need her when leaving this room; I’m almost certain that I’ll need her to bring Istara before me so that I can have her explain herself.
Meskia sat up on the bed rubbing her wrist tenderly as she glared at me defiantly for a moment. “How are you able to speak Sin’yaran all of a sudden? Before you only seemed to understand Armari, but now your speaking perfect Sin’yaran.”
“Uh… I’m speaking Sin’yaran?”
“Yes, you are! How do you not realize that!?”
“Heh?” I cocked my head to one side in confusion.
Now that she has pointed it out, I noticed that the words that we were speaking were different from those I… spoke before. I could still understand them perfectly, but they were fundamentally different. How did I suddenly learn a completely new language? Hmm… I not sure exactly how this is working, but I suspect that this is somehow the result of having sex with Meskia, a native Sin’yaran speaker.
“Hah, whatever, this isn’t important at the moment, right now I’ve got higher priorities to take care of, then I can worry about arcane language abilities afterword. Now come on, we’re getting my girls.” I ordered definitively.
She obediently reached for some clothes before freezing in place. “Wait, why are you giving orders. I’m the mistress here, you’re supposed to be my faithful servant following my commands…”
I gave her a merciless smack on the butt, she gave a sharp cry as she winced in pain. “Hippity hoppity, your ass is now my property.” I whispered into her ear with a wicked grin.
Her face cramped up with tears in her eyes as I squeezed her backside. Muffling a whimper and trying to hide her growing embarrassment she quickly relented to my demands.
“I-I’ll… f-forgive y-your transgressions, t-this once.” Meskia mumbled haltingly, while trying to preserve what little dignity she had as she rubbed her still sore butt.
I ignored her attempts at acting lofty. Soon we were dressed and left the room in short order. I had to wear one of her dresses, one of those two-piece dresses that Sin’yarans seemed to prefer, it was an awkward fit (being too tight in the chest) and uncomfortable. The materials stiff and inflexible, I feel like I’m wearing paper.
Anyway, as we silently traveled down a series of hallways, I observed the layout and architecture. Studying the walls, I noted that they were made of mud, mud bricks with some tarry substance as a mortar. I also quickly noticed that it was very hot in here, it was hot in the room we were just in as well, but I had attributed that to…well, us. But it seems the heat is endemic here as it’s just as hot walking around in these open hallways.
There were plenty of colorful fabrics decorating the walls and ceiling. It was certainly a beautiful display obstructing an otherwise messy looking architecture. Though I’m curious as to why using literal mud as the primary building material, and for what I presume is a palace no less. Out of all of the things one could use to make a structure these people chose mud and clay.
Once finished gawking at my surrounding my thoughts returned to my situation. What am I going to do after securing Sarduna and Naira? I’ve been captured and ‘enslaved’ by this Meskia girl, she’s the daughter of Sin’yar’s queen, or “Lugal”, and simply running away might prove… difficult. But even once escaping what I really should be concerned about is something like this happening again. No, I don’t to risk it, I’ve been putting this off for too long now, but I need POWER. I need to get a handle on my Blessings, obtain proper equipment and instructors on combat.
I cast a glance at Meskia. Maybe I can use my current predicament to my advantage.
“Hey.” Meskia interrupted my ruminating, pointing at a nondescript door that was identical every other door down this hallway.
She immediately pushed on it. “Okay I’m here and ready to take the girls off your hands.” Meskia spoke as she opened the door.
The room inside was small and square with reed matts laid out across the floor. There were three girls dressed in that two-piece style of clothing, neither Sarduna or Naira were among them.
“Umm, where are they?” Meskia inquired puzzledly.
The servant girls looked at each other uncomfortably, I don’t have a good feeling about this.
One of the girls eventually opened her mouth. “Miss, t-the Chief Scribe had already arrived with a Sun priestess. Under order of the Lugal they were taken away as tribute to the Sun Cult.”
“WHAT!” I screamed while lurching forward.
I grabbed the girl by the shoulders and pushed her up against the wall. “Where are they!? Where’s my Sarduna!?” I snarled loudly.
The girl was wide eyed in shock and fear, she shivered beneath my gaze and relentless query.
“Tell me where they took Sarduna and Naira. Tell me or I’ll have to force it out…” “Enough! Enough! I know where they’ll be taken to before they leave the palace.” Meskia spoke as she pried me off of the girl.
“Where!?”
I bolted around hearing her words. “We’re leaving now.” I commanded grabbing Meskia by the waist and hoisted her up as I ran out of the room.
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