"Everyone can we please just let Zanele explain? It's kind of important."
As I tried to diate, the mbers of my harem expressed their displeasure. But they eventually relented and stayed quiet. It was during tis like this that I felt the authority of my position. It wasn't grand like being tyrannical and all that. It was much simpler.
A king whom no one listened to was no king. Fantasy stories often had a trope. You could spot a false leader by how others treated him as a puppet or a fool. And that could only be done one way. For soone to receive a post with no power.
The worst way to disrespect soone was to ignore them. And to leaders who were supposed to be the ones calling the shots, it was like denying who they were. The girls all once said that I was the head of the family. And they showed this resolve.
Though they might disagree or even oppose my decision, once I spoke my mind, they followed. This form of respect was what gave people power. More than even the largest castle or the richest land. It was the ability to make your will a reality.
Despite my harem having two Specters, they knew to submit themselves to . I considered the Sirens my equals. I appreciated their subservience to . They didn't follow because they had to. It was because they wanted to.
While they do get a bit rowdy, they trusted as I trusted them. And I wasn't the only one who noticed. I saw Zanele and Olamide grow wide-eyed at the reaction of the Sirens to my command. Doing it once may have been a fluke, but twice, even thrice? That's real.
I felt imnse pride and pleasure from my validated authority. I sent my girls my love. It seed I overdid it, as they all flinched for a mont. But I didn't mind. I saw plenty of pretty won in my life, not as pretty as my harem but solid 8s when I was human.
It was during the parties my old boss dragged to. They were probably cri lords or sothing. But during those events, high-class escorts were the norm. Funny how the rich all tend to get the sa type of woman. Submissive, quiet and elegant.
The escorts were beautiful, but what made them stand out was their behavior. They stood beside their n and chard everyone. They didn't even show much skin but were incredibly seductive. They were like stars that brought status and honor to the n they escorted.
Every so often, you would see low-class won enter, and the difference was like night and day. The mannerless, vulgar, and lewd hos exposed themselves within the first minute. Unlike the truly high-class won, they shad the ones who brought them.
They were all beautiful. But they were attention seekers. They couldn't stand not being the topic. From how they spoke, how they seduced others, and how they begged for attention. The businessn cannot even converse when they were present.
Back then, I vowed to myself to never allow beauty to sway . Only the truly desperate would give up everything for a pair of tits. And while it may have been sowhat deaning to the escorts to fit into such a mold, I personally found the appeal.
Although my girls could be loud when necessary, they were for the most part even better than the escorts. I again couldn't repress myself and sent a wave of appreciation and love to my harem. However, two of them suddenly grabbed with trembling hands.
Liv and Bella, the ones closest to , begged with flushed expressions.
"Beloved, please stop. It's too much. My heart is about to burst."
"Honey, all we did was shut up! Why are you acting like we're the greatest thing since the invention of the wheel?"
Finding their reactions endearing, I gave them both a light kiss. I then sent a ssage to the girls.
'I am sorry, everyone. I can't help it. It's just that when I rember how excellent you all are, I cannot help but feel grateful. I will give you so ti to recover. I love you. I will close my link for now.'
"WAIT! NO!" x7
All of a sudden, the Sirens all shouted as they reached for . But as I needed them to calm down, I closed my end of our {Kindred} link. The girls, like addicts in withdrawal, all pouted and frowned. Even Liv and Bella.
As they grumbled, I faced Zanele and asked her to continue. She paused for a minute and just watched the Sirens and .
"Successor. For a mont, your entire harem wanted to kill you. Should I be concerned?"
I shook my head. "No, it is not a concern. I made a slight mistake; continue what you were saying a while ago. The girls and I are a bit high-strung from being in this place."
"I can see that very well. I believe it is because of the impulse to bond, so I cannot fault you for how you act."
"Ho? Explain."
"Should I finish on the Sins first or jump to that? It's quite a long topic."
"Hmm. Then let's leave it for later. Go with the Sins for now; we only have two of them left," I replied.
"Yes, the Sin of Lust is characterized by one thing. Fanatical devotion to the Successor. Their {Fates} are all centered around aiding their Successor in the ways they know how. Unlike the other Sins, the Sins of Lust never fall out of love with their n.
"And they are the most devastated when the affection is lost. Another trait among them is that they all t the Successors while they were human. From the discussions earlier, Lady Jas is the sa. She even seems to be the reason why you ascended."
I turned to Jas and smiled at her. Although I could see her lips slightly turned down, she nodded. It was incredible how accurate the archetypes Zanele researched were. She t only five sets yet already found extrely accurate commonalities.
"I would also like to point out another thing, Successor."
"Huh? What is it, Zanele?"
The woman gulped in nervousness before speaking. She even began to stamr.
"I—If the Sins of Sloth all die in duels, the Sins of Lust all die by their own hands. They are the ones who have the shortest lives of all. When the Successor and Sin consummate their love, it fades. They take it the hardest."
Hearing her words, I could understand her nervousness. For ntally healthy individuals, suicide was not a danger. But for those who were drunk on love, validation, and affection, it was a common outco. The saddest of them all, if I might add.
"That's fine," I answered.
"Huh?"
I gazed at my chocolate-covered Wifey. I declared, "The affection between Jas and will never disappear. It will never happen. I won't let it."
"Husband…"
I approached Jas and wiped the tears falling from her eyes. The analysis of the Sins of Lust was spot on. Jas is arguably the most devoted of my harem. For one, she was the only one who evolved her {Fate} based on my words.
She gave a quick hug and I patted her back. I could feel her heartbeat like a drum, but I also noticed her shoulders relax. But a busty figure then took one of my arms and held it to her chest.
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