The Queen Enters

You dare not look at her directly, but you can immediately see that the Queen is the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. She strides forward with a flawless grace. Her body is ornately decorated in shimmering silver that somehow accentuates her toned body and curves. Her headdress is an extravagant display with an intricate diamond tiara. Large chandelier-like earrings sing like crystals as they hang from either side of her perfect face. The length of her entire neck is covered in a beautifully decorated silver and diamond collar. The collar of a Queen! Her green eyes bore into Mistress Jade.

"Mistress, show me the initiates," she hisses in a way that sends a shiver down your spine. Her silver gown shimmers brilliantly with each sway of her hips. The slits up each side of the dress display her flawless legs with each stride into the room.

Mistress Jade bows impossibly low in her heels, "Yes, my Queen!"

She joins her at the base of Caroline's pedestal and you strain your ears to hear her introduction of your initiate class.

Mistress Jade continues, "All of our latest initiates are 18 with one month of training. I am working them tirelessly to prepare them for the upcoming collaring ceremony for master. I was instructed to expedite their training as soon as we found out that two of them have tested positive as heredisfactorem..."

All four of you audibly gasp! Two of us our heredisfactorem? Heir makers? Capable of breeding males? Why didn't Mistress Jade tell us? Could it be me? The thoughts flood through your brain.

The Queen interrupts, "I had heard of one! You mean to tell me that there are two heredisfactorem within this initiate class?"

"Yes, my Queen. We confirmed in the latest round of testing," Jade answers.

"That would double the females within master's harem capable of giving him a male heir?"

"Yes, my Queen."

A pause hangs in the air. You remember from Mistress Jade's education session that only two concubines had ever had the ability to produce a male within the master's harem. One was the current Queen. The other was her Queen predecessor. None had successfully been able to carry a male to full gestation.

A chill fills your core. Two of the four of you were now a threat to the Queen's position within the harem. You let out a silent prayer, please do NOT let it be me.