They walked to the end of the hall and down a quick flight of stairs to a ready room for the palace security. Tapestries of unit sigils and the offices of officers were all around.
“Up here is the Queens and the Princesses’ apartments. This security area sits directly below it. We’ll go in one at a time and I’ll be there to introduce and file everything.” Marcos went in and took Rinis in first. Kaarthen watched from the outside area as they made imprints of her hands and measured height, weight. Marcos said she would usually be in the ‘north tower’, and they would re-certify in one year. They went in one at a time and were processed in similar fashions until they were finished.
Marcos was passed a note from a busy servant who appeared as they were leaving. He gave a quick reply and the servant bowed before quickly departing.
“Well, it appears everyone knows I’m in town.” Marcos observed.
“Kaarthen, I suppose you’re meant to be my shadow. We have a quick meeting for after dinner with the Queen. You should dress for it. Perhaps my women can help. You’re tall but perhaps they will have something.” Marcos said and led them up stairs.
The route back was the same. They passed the stairs they had come up and continued past to the opposite end. Finally, they reached a similar stairway nearly identical to the other side but as Kaarthen pointed out as they went down the emblem was reversed and shown a crown over an equal sized throne instead of resting on the throne’s seat like his gauntlet.
They continued down the stairs, and were met by three very happy beautiful women. One of the women was obviously pregnant.
The pregnant woman had blonde hair with white bangs gradually faded in. Her wavy hair was gently feathered past her shoulders. Her eyes were a pale grey with streaks of gold and flecks of royal blue. Her face and skin were pale white with adorable childlike cheeks. She had pale pink lips and the bottom pouted out girlishly. She wore a white innocent dress and a sash. She was introduced to them as Aliss.
Kaarthen felt the Goddess step forward out of its corner in her mind and consider creating an aspect of femininity based very closely on her. She was brought back to reality as she heard her teeth grinding.
The other two women were just as sexy but couldn’t have the appearance of innocence the first had. The one to Aliss’ left and slightly behind was a reminder of Vellina, broad hipped and shouldered with large breasts and a healthy ass. Kaarthen couldn’t tell what she was wearing but it was a rich brown color. She had straight blonde hair and vivid matching brown eyes. She was also staring back at Kaarthen as she was studying her. She was introduced as Dulia.
Kaarthen could tell she was very smart, intuitive, and was silently absorbing everything about her.
The one in front was a long black curly haired woman with very large wet bright emerald eyes. Her mouth was also very wide with full dark red lips. She was smiling widely as she did most of the talking, and had a tan that was only visible on the edges of her body. It seemed to draw the eye around her body. She had a huge ass visible from the front, that seemed completely separate from her thighs and back. She also was wearing a tight red and yellow dress with a very risky slit up past the waist. Her name as Marcos called her was Sune.
She was obviously very outgoing and walked ahead of everyone talking as they headed back. The roll of her hips, her narrow waist, her thick swaying hair that grazed her ass, and the flicker of leg were very hypnotizing, even for Kaarthen.
Kaarthen could easily see how all these women could start wars with their beauty. Marcos probably did it before at some point she assumed. All could marry into royalty, and the blonde with intelligent dark eyes could be royalty.
They walked outside down the walkway to the tower. Kaarthen could see the hills were a clever disguise for a partially exposed tunnel that they were walking upon. The structure must be quite large she thought the exposed parts were a few yards wide.
Finally, they reached the tower entrance. Six more earth-shatteringly beautiful women waited like happy puppies. The doors entrance was a heavy wood with a metal drop gate. They walked up covered steps into the door way and Kaarthen could see evidence of the age of the structure on the outside. Marcos had boasted earlier it was the castle by its self when first built some lost age ago. She could understand now how serious he was for continuity and security. Mavvus must have been completely destroyed a least once to get the Citadel where it sits today. She could only guess at how long a colossal structure its size took to be built.
Inside, he introduced his harem to the women. They sat in a large room that seemed be the domain of the women. Incense, large pillows, plush rugs, lounge furniture, diaphanous curtains, gold leaf, everything was a comfortable purple silk. The women sat around on pillows or perched on lounges eyeing Kaarthen, her recognizable robe, Lourndai. They didn’t have jealousy or obvious anger in their eyes. The women seemed blank and curious like young children as they saw them for the first time. The three girls stood inline behind her, eyes downcast, head lowered, hands crossed in front, feet together. The three were intimidated by the beautiful restless women, despite or because they were being ignored.
Mara was the most depressed. Her only role she’d known was a sex slave. She was resigning herself to the fact that the only cum she would ever get from now on would be the cold stuff off the floor from.
Marcos loudly announced them and began introductions. “There are twenty-nine women here. Including those upstairs, it is fifty-one. Somewhere, doing something there are three nymphs. I don’t really count them because that would involve constantly finding them.” Marcos and the crowd laughed.
“This, as you can tell is the women’s level. Around here, behind the curtains are their apartments. There are two open but you shouldn’t find a problem with space. Just treat the apartment as a relaxation and storage area. Nobody spends a lot of time in their apartment.” Marcos said as he pointed out almost hidden doorways circling the room
“Directly above us is the tower’s roof. There is a garden, a cistern for rainwater, a fountain, and three harmless old trees that you should be careful around. My rooms are the level below. It has common areas, but it does have places I go to be alone, please be mindful.” Marcos continued diplomatically.
You may see women, or children not here now, suddenly appear. They live in the tower on the roof. The girls like to come down and be social or use the practice rooms or training rooms. The older ones help with cooking and do other services as their duties. Older women who don’t leave may be around to meditate, help raise children, or ask for grandchildren and another daughter.” Again the crowd laughed. “Pregnant women usually spend more time up there and three girls are pregnant right now.”
Kaarthen noted Aliss was gone from the room.
“Questions? First, Remy will help you with the tour, and settling in. I have to clean myself for dinner. Don’t forget our meeting later.” Marcos said and quickly disappeared down the stairs.
Kaarthen found herself squared up to an orange haired woman. She was tall and skinny like a swamp stork. For her height, her breasts looked small, like two points under her shiny figure hiding dress. Her legs were very long and ended with two sensible sandals. Her skin was very darkly tanned with cute reverse freckles along her arms, legs, and shoulders. Her eyes were catlike in shape with burnt orange pupils that matched her hair and skin.
Overall, the woman looked like a camouflaged predator wearing a shiny dress.
“Come this way. I am Remy. Master says you have two rooms.” She said addressing them all. She brought them to the first room that the women had hurriedly cleaned. The other room was a dust trap that was only starting to be cleared. Ein, Rinis, and Mara stayed to help clean.
Both rooms were in a wedge shape. The entry way opened to a hall, that then opened up with cooking area along one wall of a comfortable lounge area. At the end of the room, a large bedroom the size of the lounge had an open balcony. There was a wash area next door to it with a sunken tub and mirrors all around. Kaarthen was notified they could pick what color to have the room rendered in when they were ready. Remy told her how the room would be painted and drapes and curtains added.
The two toured to see all the areas of their new home. Directly above, the spiral stairs went up to the roof then continued into the smaller tower. Directly below Marcos’ suite, the tower changed to have all rooms surrounded by a spiral staircase that wrapped along the outer wall. The rise was gentle so that each level’s entrance was opposite the ones above and below. The staircase was deceptively narrow and cleverly lit just enough for people not to feel crushed.
Kaarthen learned that training rooms were directly under Marcos’ suite, as he usually enjoyed watching as a spectator, or training from a balcony he had over it. Below was a practice room for various arts and music.
A large library and map room was below that. The rooms were stuffed with information and histories of everywhere in the world. The map room could see anywhere in the world and the women had followed Marcos’ numerous journeys from there. Another library was in the upper tower for teaching and had more secret things like magic or very forbidden arts.
Below the library was the kitchens and a regal dining room for times when everyone was together. Usually the women ate in their rooms. Large gatherings like formal birthdays, pregnancies, or visits from returning sisters were held in the room. A separate grand staircase linked the dining room up to the library. It was useful since Marcos would shutter himself from time to time when planning seasonal campaigns. Usually they would cook for him so he wouldn’t for get to eat.
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