Misha & Dobra Stay…

Misha responded with emotion now drained from her face. “No Shara… Don’t do this, because it will be without mother or I. You are choosing to go down this path alone.”

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Shara spun around again even more furious which was saying a lot. “You dare side with a foreigner against your own blood?”

“He is our King, Shara. You swore your own allegiance of fealty to him and accepted his seed into your womb as his concubine. You are already his woman by barbarian law. There aren’t any promises other than those he had fulfilled for us … Is your oath now meaningless?”

Dobra's words and question made it seem like they want more. You were unsure what you could possibly do for them; But if this situation continues as it began, you will seek to reward her and Misha for their unwavering and steadfast loyalty.

“Whores!!! You are content mother, to be a whore for the rest of your life? What about the land and power in his court he promised us?”

You begin to get an idea of what Shara may have misunderstood. She is aiming to add her own voice in council meetings, instead of speaking for her tribe… which is what they originally had been demanding. Yet conquered people never get such a thing. Only through time and assimilation did you hope to bridge that gap.

“Where did you get that mistaken impression, you foolish little girl?” Dobra chastised her. “Are you now going to run back to the home that now fails to exist? Our tribe was relocated without us.

“Are you going to run back home throwing a tantrum because you didn’t get everything you think you want, just like a foolish little girl?

“Didn’t your younger, but far wiser, sister Misha tell you the essential point of making a deal? No, run along now. ”

You added, “Remember our words, back here on your knees apologizing after you come to your senses.”

You could have sworn that Shara’s eyes-tinge red with fury, but only for a moment. She turns around and storms out of the room.

A few minutes pass in silence before Misha began out balling. You really could not blame her. Her own sister had just called her a whore and essentially a traitor to their tribe.

You go and embrace Misha, your lover, and bring her to bed where the two of you sits. You snuggled with her a little before she began to control her crying in order to kiss you fiercely. “You are our life now, my love. Even if the world itself turns against us.”

Dobra kneels in front of the both of you and began with kissing Misha’s knees and then her lithe thighs. Your mind told you that the whole affair was probably Misha’s idea. She was exceptionally intelligent and obviously thought she had solved her sister’s problem.

“Misha, you are mine… you will always have me, and always cared for regardless of Shara or Meiyue… We will always love you.”

Dobra responds with a grateful smile. Misha sniffles and tried to also give a smile. You knew the conflict in her eyes had nothing to do with you.

“I love you too, your-”

“Alexander… I think Dobra and you have just earned the right to call me by my first name, especially when we are in our own bedroom.”

Misha appeared confuse and momentarily forgot the drama of the moment. “… Our own…?… But we sleep-”

“-When the furniture is finished, we will all be sleeping in the same bed. It will take a bit more time though because it will be an exceptionally large bed. Unless you would rather sleep in your own room?”

“No, You- Master, my sister almost had it right. That is a dream of ours… or maybe just mine, to be with you and yours in that way. I just…” Misha’s voice chokes and she buries her head into your bare chest again. Her tears had the opposite effect of any aphrodisiac, though you would kiss her for the rest of the day if that would help her.

“Misha love… this is not the fault of yours… or mine, as much as I may want to blame myself…” You barely heard Dobra’s whispers as she holds back her own tears. You pull the gorgeous mature woman to curl up onto the other side of you. Then leaned all of you back against your bed as you tried to caress and comfort them.

“But mother, you only agreed to it. How can Shara’s madness be blamed on you…?… I was the one to explain to Shara what is going to happen before we did it. I thought she understood and agreed to it… but…”

“Well, we are now in our lover's… er our bed. Is this not something to celebrate?” Dobra asks as she tried to change the topic, but the timbre is bittersweet with sorrow and regret.

It took a moment for you to convince yourself, that their sorrow has nothing to do with you. These women were sworn to you as your concubines. You are growing to love them but one service you could easily do for them is to avoid giving them something else to worry about.

“I'll direct my servants to move a bed or two into this chamber in the interim. Waiting is creating more problems than it is worth. Queen Meiyue has already choose to enhance your value to me instead of diminishes it.”

However, the mood is very depressing, and you drew a blank on what more you could do to help them. Meiyue had rode your dick for who knows how long before you woke up. You knew because of how you had felt when waking up, that you had been dead to the world. You were uncomfortable promising sex without the knowledge that you could perform adequately.

“But how Sir… Alexander? From what I read, the next couple weeks will primarily be reserved for just the two of you.”

“and you… Wasn't Meiyue sleeping in a room near yours? Did she not say she was also a concubine?”

Misha smirked and giggled lightly but with a sad timbre. “Yes, the news of the change this morning is kind of what set my sister off… But Meiyue is to be Queen and there's no reason for her to tolerate our presence…”

“That may the way my mother ran the royal house, but do you think Meiyue will kick you out of our room? So soon after she had declared everyone here, including herself, was equal?”