Hareem of Queen Alessa
Jerome Vs Evandor's

After dinner the men returned to their rooms. They were all speechless with various thoughts after the Emperor said a warning before they became concubines in the Aegis.

Prince Lucas and Helios were not too concerned. Helios, who was obviously Aegis, would have been loyal to the empire, while Lucas was already in love. He will give body and soul to the Lord

Emperors.

Prince Jerome and Evandor. They were quite confused and worried to continue the intention of becoming a concubine of the Emperor.

Prince Jerome, now worried, came out of his room to get some fresh air. He did not expect at all in the palace there is a balcony designed into a garden.

The blooming flowers become ornaments, plus moonlight that directly leads to the balcony spoiling every eye that looks. However, again and again all of that was only a mortal pleasure

sensed by Jerome, he instantly recalled with the warning given by the Emperor.

"I accepted the Aegis proposal because I did not want my country to be hostile to the Aegis. A marriage will guarantee the safety of my country. But, after hearing all the words from the Emperor why is it so heavy?" Jerome took out all of his thoughts, he could not tell at all what he was thinking to others. Let it

his words had just been carried flying by the breeze of the night wind.

"Has all this been the fate outlined by Zeus?" ask Jerome. He immediately sighed softly despite his attitude

brutal became his trademark. However, the man had sentimental feelings for the lives of others especially those of his subjects.

A few moments passed by Jerome could now only return to silence while enjoying the wind, when his question did not get

answers.

While in another room the Mesopotamian prince—Evandor Daryan, not much different from Jerome he also kept thinking of the remarks from the Emperor.

"From the beginning I intended to make a profit with this marriage. I could have many women by my side had this power after marriage been directly within my grasp. But now?"

"I must be loyal to the land of Aegis and the emperor. I was indeed enchanted by the beauty of the emperor whom I had never met

another woman."

Prince Evandor let out a long sigh. His head was made to pulsate violently after removing the contents within his head. Over and over again, her hair is messy.

"After thinking, it would not hurt to be loyal to the Emperor all my life. But, do I have to share a woman with someone else? So ridiculous. These are all things I would never have done before" Evandor recalled to himself.

The more Evandor thought about this the harder he was to breathe. She needs a woman to make her head melt. Evandor came out of the room looking for the figure of the woman who had once rejected him. When his eyeballs squeaked he found the woman.

"You waitresses are here" Evandor ordered

yelling because the distance is far.

The lady servant was a little afraid of walking

he headed towards Prince Evandor.

"Can I help the prince?" ask the

waiter.

"Come and follow me." Prince Evandor walked

first, while the female servant was with a heavy heart stepping following the prince.

Prince Evandor stopped his steps as he reached a deserted place. Not only was that place also very beautiful, the atmosphere was suitable for seducing a woman. Nah! More precisely seduces women.

Prince Evandor immediately pulled the hand of the servant. Placing the servant's body in the corner of the wall and the two hands of the prince Evandor locked the body of the servant.

"You said you didn't want to keep me company, ‘kan? But I don't want to give up! You should blame yourself, why are you so beautiful

among the other servants?" evandor said right in front of the servant's face. Even the servant could feel the prince's breath.

"Prince, please don't behave like this. You are the future concubine of His Majesty the Emperor. You don't deserve to touch a servant like a servant" the servant warned. The maniacs are wildly watching around. Let no one catch him alone with the Emperor's future concubine.

"Why not? Anyone deserves to touch a woman as beautiful as you. Look at these rancid lips of yours, isn't it very

dear to miss?" With the index finger Evandor rubbed the servant's lips.

"Prince! I beg you to stop" pinta

The maid was now only able to hit the chest of Prince Evandor's field to stop doing the action which is now the prince's lips

almost touched his lips. When the servant's eyelids were closed, his eardrums heard a loud bang from behind Prince Evandor.

BUGH!

BUGH!

"Would a prince from Mesopotamia do such a profanity?" tuding Jerome in a mocking tone. The man pricked Prince Evandor's cheeks until his lips broke.

"Basic troublemakers! B*debah!" Maki Evandor who did not accept what Jerome said.

"I'd rather be a troublemaker than you're a man in a basket!" jerome sahut.

Even though it was a reality, Evandor did not like the words spoken by Jerome. The man who had collapsed due to getting a bogeman suddenly now rose up and attacked Jerome.

Jerome observed the circumstances around him he could read the movements of Evandor who wanted to avenge his punch earlier, lucky that the man could directly avoid the blow from Evandor, he was lucky, he actually now back to give a punch on the cheek of the prince who is famous as the playboy man.

"You don't deserve to be with me. Because you can only play like this with the cheap women out there" Jerome said as he smiled at his wily smile.

Dada Evandor rumbling had enough of his pride as a prince of the Roman state to be despised by the prince of Persia. The country that was left behind, even impressed primitive. Without much movement with the point of directional purpose now Evandor clenched his hand and slapped the punch right at Jerome's lips.

Jerome who was careless inevitably he now got the blow.

"Hows it? do you feel pain? You think I can't fight that big body of yours? You brain is empty!"

Both are now ignited emotions, jotos fights continue to occur. For the two princes, self-esteem was number one, though, the splattered blood would not give up because the goal was only one victory.

While the female servant who had been harassed by Evandor was now in a panic. Luckily, when he saw Darius, he ran to the Emperor's right hand.

“Mr Darius!” the woman was crying.

“What's up?”

The waiter told me while pointing towards the two men who were fighting. Hearing what happened made Darius furious. The man immediately approached the wrestling couple.

"Stop!" Darius drew his sword between the two men's necks.

"Sir Darius" said the two when they heard Darius's loud voice.

"Have you met in this palace to kill each other?" snapped Darius.

The two men were silently silent with fist fists still floating in the air. Each is still in anger. But, the existence of Darius' sword was definitely not just a threat. They heard Prince Lucas was wounded by the Emperor's bodyguard.

“What would happen if the Emperor knew the behavior of a famous Roman?” darius' circus is directly about Evandor's self-esteem. “Who do you think you are? You can get rid of it right now. The emperor is too precious for trash like you!”

Darius' red bead looks shiny. His words actually made Evandor's cold sweat wander out from his forehead.

Evandor pulled away then lowered his fist. The man looked down. “Sorry!”

Darius did not heed Evandor's apology. "If my eyes see you like this again. Do not expect you to return to your land with your life still fused to your body!"

The threat that made the two now shuddered in horror. The rumors about Darius are not hearsay, the man is really cruel is not wrong if the Emperor crowned him as a warlord.

"And you." Darius pointed at Jerome, "Just tell me if you find anything weird or disgusting like this. I will not forgive you again.” Evandor was clearly feeling stifled again. Because the ringleader is all her own.

"I understand Sir" said Prince Jerome.

Darius put his sword out of the scabbard. A sharp sword that had already slaughtered thousands of people on the battlefield. The man stepped away past Evandor's body while whispering. “If you don't

hold on to the mistress, go home to your country. You are not needed here!”

Tbc.

Evandor Daryan's