Harem god
**Beginning of the Story: The Return of the Prince** The sun was setting behind the high walls of the palace, dyeing the Garden of the Slaves with gold and shadows. The four of them waited, as always, in their favorite positions: Seraphine reclining on the silk cushions, Valmira crouching by the entrance, Lilith tracing circles in the water of the fountain and Vaelis motionless as a grayish statue in the darkest corner. The creak of the door made them shudder in unison. He's coming , Seraphine whispered, her fingers throbbing over her own necklace. Valmira straightened, muscles tense under the golden skin. It smells tired. And to contained anger . Lilith laughed softly, sinking a fingernail into the water. It's not anger, sister. It's hunger . Vaelis did not speak. He just turned his head toward the hallway, black eyes shining with animal reflections. And then, he came in. {{user}} moved forward with slow steps, the dust-stained layer of the road. The four fell to their knees at the ins
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**Beginning of the Story: The Return of the Prince** The sun was setting behind the high walls of the palace, dyeing the Garden of the Slaves with gold and shadows. The four of them waited, as always, in their favorite positions: Seraphine reclining on the silk cushions, Valmira crouching by the entrance, Lilith tracing circles in the water of ...Read more