Alexander was not yet privy to the schism caused by his manipulation yet.
He also did not yet know just who Barzan really was, other than the fact that he seemed very loyal to Ptolomy.
And Alexander will only find out in the future that if the old man hadn’t made himself a target at such an opportune moment that Alexander boldly capitalized on, it would have been very hard to kill the man later.
But fortunes favored the brave, and although he hadn’t realized it yet, he had removed a major obstacle to making Ptolomy into a puppet.
At the moment, Alexander was blank to such consequences, and instead was looking at the dark skyline from his balcony on the third floor, as he had finished for the day.
After ordering the servants and a part of the soldiers to bed, organizing patrol routes for guards, taking a bath, and finishing his supper, he could finally relax, soaking in the monumental day he had.
From planning for a war to winning it, to capturing a city, to stealing billions of roplas, to having lunch with royalty, as Alexander gazed at his surrounding it all felt surreal.
The room he was in was one of Ptolomy’s recommendations- the royal guest room, which was usually reserved exclusively for Pashas and their families, who were the European equivalent of dukes.
And the room was decorated luxuriously to justify its high status- lush white fluffy carpet draped the aged oaked floor, rich red tapestry embroidered with golden threads hugged the walls decorated with magnificent mosaics, large ornate lit candle stands stood on all sides of the room, driving away all the darkness of the night to bring divine illumination.
Furniture such as cupboards, beds, tables, and chairs, all made of the most expensive wood with the highest level of human craftsmanship filled the royal suite, giving the room a heavy, noble feeling.
The huge four-poster bed at the back of the room was made of fir and padded with layers of soft, smooth mattresses stuffed with light, goose feathers, and covered in velvet furs.
The bed was raised almost a meter high and the inhabitants of it could hide from outside eyes using the thick, smooth, white curtains attached to the posters.
A huge, ornate mahogany table was next to the balcony, marvelously crafted with golden drawer handles and complimented with exquisite chairs of matching carving.
The soft cushions of the chair were made using soft bird feathers and covered in red linen embroidered with golden intricate designs to match the tapestry. ．ｔ
The cushions were so soft that anything on it sunk and the chair’s lumber and back support were comparable to some of the best chairs Alexander had sat on in his previous life.
The table also had silver trays containing ornate jugs and cups of gold and silver, filled with the highest grade of wine, which Alexander was tasting as he overlooked the slightly burning city, while the cool, wintry breeze from the Life sea prickled at his skin, brushing off against his warm body and cooling his head.
It was already night and the city would have long gone to slumber by now normally, but tonight was not normal.
Even from here, Alexander could pick up the joyous roars of the soldier as thin plumbs of smoke could be seen against the backdrop of the dark sky.
“What are you doing out there in the cold?” Cambyses, in a black peplos with her chestnut hair in a ponytail, entered the suit with a creak of the door and Alexander was surprised to see she was accompanied by Ophenia.
“I was thinking about what I was doing yesterday right about now. And could have I ever imagined that in twelve-fifteen hours I could be here.” Alexander said, approaching Cambyses after closing the door to the balcony.
Alexander’s utterance made Cambyses also look around the room and comment, “These royals are really something else, huh? How much do you think all these costs?”
“It’s alright,” Alexander flatly replied, nothing here really impressing him.
Yes, the wood carvings and furniture would have earned quite a bit even in Alexander’s original timeline, but it was nothing special and the amenities in the room were sorely lacking.
To start with there was no bathroom.
Instead, it was substituted with a wooden screen, behind which was a chamber pot which was just a clay jar to do your business in.
There was a small mirror, but it was hazy and cloudy as clear, transparent glass hadn’t been invented yet.
And last, of all, there was no fireplace and so no internal heating, making the room become chilly at night.
“Hmmph, I hope you can show me better!” Alexander’s unenthusiastic reply made Cambyses think he was being just snobbish and she spat out a bit sulking.
Alexander only make a light smile and then turned to look at Ophenia, “Tayin, is there something I can help you with?”
“Hehe, she is here to show you her appreciation,” Cambyses answered for her.
“Appreciation?” Alexander was confused as he turned to look at Ophenia’s navy blue eyes swimming in glee.
When did he do anything for her?
“Hehe, you will understand soon,” Cambyses giggled in a mysterious tone.
Then she turned to Ophenia and ordered, “Tayin, strip.”
Cambyses gave the girl the exact command Alexander had given her a day before.
And like that day, Ophenia wordless dropped her white chilton and became nude.
Though not quite so as her body was not completely bare this time.
Instead, she was decorated with lewd chains, ornaments, and large piercings that made her look like the goddess Shiva on earth.
Both her nipples had a large golden ring, connected to each other by a pearly, golden chain.
From each ring, held by silver chains hung a large teardrop sapphire, ocean blue and glinting and sparkling, they swung to and fro with the rhythm of her chest, drawing all eyes to her huge, magnificent melons.
Below her breast, her midriff was also decorated.
Her navel was encrusted with a giant, round, crimson-red ruby, from which extended golden chains, embedded with gems of various shapes and colors.
The top chain, wrapped around her willow waist from both sides, each link of the chain decorated with small diamond-shaped sapphires.
The lower chain hugged her wide, sexy hips, accentuating her curves, as large oval sapphires hung off them like heavenly fruits.
And there were two chains from the very bottom of the red ruby that traveled further down, passing her shaved pubes, fencing her lower mouth between them, and then going up her delicious butt, finally ending on the lower chain at her back.
But the true masterpiece of the entire outfit were not these, but the divine fruit that was hung from her lower mouth, a large dazzling azure sapphire swaying in the breeze, flaunting to the world to look at it.
Seeing this lewd dress, Alexander immediately got a hard-on as he felt his rod bulge and his breath fasten.
Alexander had never expected such a sight to actually exist outside a porno.
“Hehe, look like your master like what he sees slave,” Cambyses noticing the large protrusion coming out of Alexander’s pants chuckled and then strongly grabbed his family jewels, clasping them in her palms and rolling them around.
“Ahhh, Cam,” Alexander moaned at the sudden stimulus.
“Ssshh, bad boy! We are not done with the show,” Cambyses immediately shut Alexander up with a strong squeeze down there.
Her dirty vocabulary was rapidly increasing day by day and she was starting to take charge in initiating their intimate moments.
Seeing Alexander obediently become quiet, she gave another squeeze as a reward and cooed next to Alexander’s ears, with a silky, musky voice, “Good boy.”
Shen then turned to Ophenoa and gave the next order, “Tayin, turn and show that,”
Hearing this, in an act even more daring than the former, Ophenia turned and bent over, and forgetting all shame, used her hands to part her twin ivory cheeks, exposing both her secret holes to Alexander in all its glory.
Well strictly, Alexander could see only her cave hole, as her pink, wrinkled hole was blocked by a huge heart-shaped ruby, plugged in snugly, glistening, and reflecting the candlelight out of her butt as if she was a firefly.
And as Ophenia was turned around and bent over her knees, Alexander’s eyes bulged because he could now clearly see the place where the large sapphire swinging around her cave was attached to.
“That…is your clit pierced?” Alexander asked incredulously, amazed that the temple would have a girl go through such a painful procedure.
Most women in his previous world only pierced the outer hood.
“Yes, is it,” Ophenia spoke up from that position.
“Tayin, get up and face your master,” Cambyses ordered, even as she continued to tease Alexander..
And after she complied, Alexander asked, “But didn’t your father make the temple promise not to do such things?”
“The temple didn’t break their words. As my father asked, they neither initiated me, nor did they make me take part in their rituals, But they did train me.” Ophenia’s body involuntarily shook when she said the word ‘train’.
Given the state she was currently in, with even the most sensitive part of her body pierced and violated, Alexander could not even imagine the things they made her do.