Hareem of Queen Alessa
Debaran's different

If there was an epic scene that most stole the attention of the guests, it was when Emperor Alessa walked gracefully like the Goddess Venus, followed by a gallant man with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

The Emperor followed his warlord, it was common. But if the commander also wears the same clothes as the concubines, the Aegis universe was suddenly made.

"That's Commander Darius? For God's sake, didn't I look wrong?" Laura rubbed her eyes.

"Oh no! Let not this happy day be crowned as a day of heartbreak throughout the land of Aegis!" This time Paula gawked in disbelief.

"Sir Darius, how could you do this to me! Look at the mother of your future children! Oh, I think I'm gonna faint!"

The voices of 'ohhh and wow" from the seats of the guests sounded long enough that Commander Darius and Emperor Alessa stopped near the holy fire.

Prince Lucas glared at Darius standing by the Emperor's side, even wearing the same clothes as him.

"What the fuck!" he said a little hard. The man seemed to be approaching the Emperor. However, Helios who was beside him instantly blocked the man's hand.

"Calm down Prince Lucas" he asked.

"But, he! How could it be there? didn't you see it?"

Helios nodded and smiled faintly. At that time Prince Lucas understood, it turned out that only he did not know about this. Prince Lucas slammed Helios' hand rough.

"It turns out you're conspiring!" hardik.

"Not so Prince. You must know how great Mr. Darius is, and also .. his feelings for the Emperor." Helios still remained calm, he even really enjoyed the view of love that he thought was very harmonious.

"I also love the emperor, I have no problem sharing with you and the others. But not with him." Prince Lucas still doesn't accept it.

Helios felt guilty. It was all the emperor's decision. Prince Lucas could not deny it, only if he had to compete with Darius, he knew he would lose.

Prince Lucas was the only grim-faced man at the wedding. Others were surprised until the event was over.

They didn't expect to get a surprise like this. But how else. This is the land of Emperor Alessa and Commander Darius. Opposing means being ready to leave, or lives will be lost.

After going through a long marriage ritual, the men have now legally become the husband of the Emperor. The concubine who had been four, was now five people. This is something beyond belief, but makes the people of Aegis happy.

After the ritual of loyalty ended, the feast began for three days and three nights. Hundreds of cows and sheep were cut as dishes. Thousands of liters of wine were imported directly from Etruria in Northern Rome and Magna Gracia from southern Rome. They are the best wine producing regions.

The banquet party that runs long enough is really draining. The Emperor unceasingly received guests from other Kingdoms supporting the Aegis. The beautiful bride looked exhausted, unlike the concubines who turned out to be very tense looking forward to their first night.

"When will this party end? I can't wait to enjoy my first night with the Emperor" said Prince Evandor, taking a sip of the temetum*

"Don't be too confident! Not necessarily the Emperor chooses you Lord Evandor," argued Prince Jerome.

"Don't you see that Mr Darius also joined the concubines? That means we're getting fewer. Five days is too long" Prince Lucas said, who has since seen Darius feeling insecure.

Helios was just smiling. The thought also crossed his head.

Helios never considered Darius a rival. Perhaps it was because they were both from Aegis, or perhaps even Helios was very self-knowing that it was impossible to compete with Darius. Even at first, the idea of becoming a concubine did not come from her, but her father's idea.

The most awaited moment arrived. The emperor came to those who were gathered in the special room of the concubines' banquet.

"You waiting for me?"

All the concubines were embarrassed.

"You see for yourself, the guests are still coming from a far country. My energy was drained to welcome them."

All the concubines held their breath.

The Emperor's remark suddenly made those hopeful faces instantly turn grim. Only Darius could hide his feelings the most. His face was flat, as if the first night was an ordinary night for him.

In the heart of Emperor Alessa wanted to laugh seeing the expressions of his concubines.

"I'll put it off, looking at who is the most worthy of your turn."

The disappointed faces returned bright. Helios was almost blown away from admitting the ingenuity the Emperor played into their hearts.

"I'm going to choose which one is the most appropriate, so be prepared!"

The concubines followed the emperor to his room. They were all lined up in front of their respective rooms. The Emperor looked at them one by one.

Helios whose room was adjacent to the Emperor's room closed his eyes as the Emperor approached him. His heart wanted to jump. Facing this close, even he could feel the Emperor's fragrant breath.

The cup!

One sweet kiss landed on his cheek. It was only fitting that he could feel the Emperor's warm breath, as they were indeed not far away. Helios opened her eyes, gawking in disbelief. His right hand held the victory sign. Among all the concubines, she got a kiss on the cheek the first time.

Turning to Prince Lucas, the man greeted the Emperor's gaze confidently. As the Emperor's lips drew near, Prince Lucas prepared to greet him with his lips raised.

The cup!

But the kiss landed on his cheek, as did Helios. Disappointed look could not be hidden from the face of Prince Lucas.

It turned out that the kiss on the cheek as a good night was received by all concubines without exception. Prince Evandor cursed himself for wishing for more. Again they could only accept, because the Emperor had rules.

As the Emperor entered his room, simultaneously the concubines sighed. They were all like after getting an immeasurable reward. The faces of the five men were blushing.

They looked at each other and mocked each other. But, because each feels the same way. The hue was also definitely clearly visible on each other's faces. It's the same as laughing at yourself.

Not only were their faces blushing, their hearts were also filled with a chunk of taste that was hard to explain. Happy, tense, enigmatic, also beautiful pounding. The combination of flavors that are difficult not to call thrilling sensations. These guys are a challenge. Their adrenaline hormones are racing in there.

"Crazy! Making love to hundreds of women I've done. But getting a peck on the cheek like a kid like this, why does it feel any different?" inner Prince Evandor.

"If the appetizer is already this wise, what about the main menu?" Prince Evandor gulped at the saliva imagining something that was hard to imagine but could be felt.

"If it were just a kiss like this, my mother used to do it before I went to sleep" Prince Lucas protested inwardly.

"But why is this kiss like there's sweetness. Hmm, not only sweet, but also there's a tickle."

Prince Lucas entered the room with a deep smile.

"Emperor, why don't you realize your actions are so dangerous" Prince Jerome lamented in his mind.

"Look, you've raised a sleeping tiger" he said slowly, holding something down there that began to rebel.

Prince Jerome just this time felt a sensation that was so sparkling. Although he looks stiff, he has a sentimental side that is easily triggered. Receiving a sweet kiss from the Emperor despite a glance, Prince Jerome felt treated like a king who was invited into the heavenly chamber of pleasure. He entered his room with a calm smile but needed an impingement.

Unlike Darius who was also exhausted. The three-day, three-night party was very draining. Almost three nights he didn't sleep because he had to make sure all the guests got maximum protection and safety.

Darius' brain was unlike any of the other four concubines. His body is like a machine that already knows its functions and duties. During the service, the machine did not know the word pleasure. So the kiss on the cheek earlier, for him felt nothing.

Darius immediately entered his room without turning to the four concubines who were busy with their own thoughts.

*Temetum-pure wine.