Gomorrah Harem

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Seagulls are making the usual noise, polluting your ears as you waited in your throne room. Harir, your Matrimonial Adviser-such a title became frequent as harems became popular- had set an appointment with Duke Farhel Mortron of Bradan. You were not appointed to marry him of course, rather it was his daughter, lady Shasa. You heard very little of the Mortron family, in fact their family is rather young amongst the nobility that come to you. Apparently Duke Farhel's great grandfather earned some glory in the War of Poppies as a general. So much glory, that his king granted him a small castle and a rather healthy plot of land. But land means nothing against time, and time indeed had its way. Apparently, the Mortron family has few when it comes to coins. The family has fallen out of favor with the current king, earning no sympathetic gifts to bolster their small fief's economy. You yourself cannot relate to economic strife-You are King for goodness's sake. But you do feel sorry for these people.

You certainly wont marry poor Shasa, she is just of too low birth. Perhaps a ward to keep under your wing. You could also make her a noble concubine, earning you prestige with how well-to-do you are to own such a skillful woman. But that is not yet decided-at least not until you get a look at her.