On the other side of things, the girls had finished another of their exciting game nights and as they retired to their chambers, Mikaya and Queen mother Seelima were having a little alone talk in the latter’s room.
“So, what do you about Azira and Azura becoming priestesses again?” The Queen mother asked in a casual, off-tone voice.
“I could barely stop myself from slapping my forehead at those idiots. Seriously! Did my nieces grow up eating grass?” Mikaya answered in an exasperated tone, in disbelief that the twins had not been able to see through this simple plan.
But she was still not done as she grumbled, “They even went and made up that ridiculous story about the so-called ruinous powers! When did we have ruinous powers?”
“Hahaha, maybe it’s also because they wanted to believe Alexander’s excuse. They miss the temple very much after all,” The Queen mother simply chuckled seeing Mikya’s fuming reaction, taking a large bite out of an apple in the process.
“…” Mikaya only pursed her lips, finding Alexander playing her nieces like a fiddle displeasing.
And every time she met the twins yesterday, she had the urge to shout, ‘You idiots, he is the mastermind, the culprit you are looking for. He killed the priests and then used their deaths to purge the gangs, both factions which were not loyal to him. And now he is using you to take control of the temple.’
But the one thought that stopped her was this- ‘Am I so different?’
Mikaya was well aware of why Alexander was offering her the chance to do the things he promised.
But like a drawn to the flames, she accepted nonetheless, much like his niece.
While the Queen mother did not speak against Alexander because there was no point.
She had no proof and it was simply her words against Alexander’s.
And though this act was an open secret, saying such a thing out loud would be a serious breach of noble etiquette.
“Well, Alexander is unlikely to harm the twins outright, so there should not be too big a problem,” Seeing the silent, pouting MIkaya. the Queen tried to console the silver-haired beauty, herself not too concerned about the twin’s safety.
“Hmmm, I guess,” Mikaya seemed to agree with a small nod.
Then the Queen mother suddenly changed the topic, “So, what do you think of Alexander? You seemed to like his speech,” Seelima probed Mikaya.
It had to be known that though the two women were personal friends, some friction did exist between their houses.
Particularly, each viewed Alexander’s presence differently.
Mikaya and particularly her father saw him as a vital component to becoming the top dog of Adhania.
While Seelima saw him as a dangerous, unpredictable element, and a potential threat to the royal family.
In Seelima’s eyes, the royal family and Matrak were two equal forces who could balance each other and keep stability.
But Alexander, he was the wild card that could make whichever force he threw his weight under triumph.
And Seelima was sure that Alexander would never support Ptolomy.
“Hmmm, he is not half bad,” Mikaya hid any sign of praise, only nonchalantly saying, “His Azhak has improved quite a lot.”
She knew the angle the Queen mother was attacking from and so only pretended to show that she was mildly impressed by Alexander’s linguistic skills.
“Yes, for a boy he has skills.” The Queen mother did not seem to notice Mikaya’s little trick and like her younger friend, hid her real thoughts behind a thick facade of nonchalance.
Though in reality, she certainly was very impressed by how Alexander had conducted the crowd, even if she would never admit it aloud.
Seeing Alexander on the stage, Seelima felt like she was witnessing an expert musician perform a grand opera, each of his words masterfully pronounced like a heavenly note, to which the crowd cheered with the exact emotion Alexander demanded.
She was mesmerized by how Alexander played the crowd like a fiddle, hitting all the strings exactly at the correct time, and making the crowd experience dance, sing, and howl to his tune.
The people expressed joy went he wanted them to, sorrow at some points, and anger when the situation demanded it.
For an ambitious woman like Seelima, who had always pursued control and dominance over others, seeing someone else enthrall so many people so effortlessly made her both amazed and jealous.
And with the latter emotion trumping the former, she thus sulkily added, “But looting temples and killing priests is becoming a habit of his,”
“Not His Majesty’s temples. But Amenheraft’s,” Mikaya in a soft voice reminded, knowing a bit about her father’s plan regarding religion.
“For now,” The Queen mother curtly replied, the two words containing vast inferences.
Seelima feared that if Alexander could kill one type of priest, he might see killing all priests as fair play.
“Haha, the Queen mother is being too paranoid,” But Mikaya brushed these concerns off with a laugh, adding, “We are allies. Matrak will hold the north, Adhan the center, and Alexander the south. And remember, Alexander also has Tibias to contend with, He isn’t going to be a threat to us,”
“Hmmm, then what do you think about what he said about god Ramuh and Gaia,” This was the real stickler of a point for the woman.
Seelima had scolded Ptolomy for letting Alexander have religious freedom and though Ptolomy had no choice in the matter, he certainly could have done more to curb Alexander’s demands.
But Ptolomy had confidently replied. ‘The faith of Ramuh is eternal. We have resisted Thesian influence for thousands of years and one brat is not going to change that.’
“I think he just said that to erode Amenheraft’s influence. If he really wanted to bolster his religion, he would have claimed that only Gaia could save them.” Mikaya downplayed the act, both because she truly saw it like that and because of her family’s interests.
And then quickly added, “And besides with Azira and Azura as the priestesses, things will not get any easy for him.”
“You of all people should know how zealous those two are of their faith.”
The Queen mother too knew of the twins infamous intolerance and thus felt that she was being overly cautious.
And another further reason was that even if Alexander wanted to plot against the royal family and usurp Ptolomy, Pasha Farzah would never allow that.
And she could not presage any scenario in the nearby future where such a scenario was possible.
“So, how you liking Zanzan?” The Queen mother then decided to change to a much lighter topic.
“Hmmp, boring,” Mikaya snorted, though the contempt in them seemed to be much lesser than before.
And then feeling the Queen mother’s teasing look, she sulkily added, “Well, maybe the card game isn’t too bad.”
‘And that whorehouse,’ Mikaya added in her heart, very much anticipating that establishment’s grand opening. .𝙘𝒐𝒎
“Haha, so what do you say we spice things up a bit?” Suddenly the queen mother’s voice turned husky and she sent Mikaya a sultry look.
“Ohhh?” Mikaya flashed a grin in glee.
This was not the first time they had engaged in a girl-on-girl little tussle.
“Did you bring it?” Mikaya very excitedly asked about one of the Queen mother’s most famous pieces of equipment.
“Check my trunk! See for yourself!” The Queen mother invited, gesturing with her hands to a large, inconspicuous, wooden storage box in the furthest corner of the room.
And so Mikiya, like an excited little girl, trotted over and very eagerly opened the treasure chest, and found the object that lay in front of her every bit as beautiful as she had remembered.
It was a leather strapon, with a huge curved bronze phallus, studded with tiny, baby-smooth gems.
This was something the previous queen had made, reportedly using the king’s organ as a blueprint, and used to regularly use on the harem girls, especially on Seelima.
This tool would many times be used to train new harem girls too, before they presented to the king, and so the wooded phallus had literally tasted the dews and juices of hundreds of women.
And even some men, as the former queen, sometimes would peg the guards and slaves.
And after her death, this became Seelima’s spoils of victory.
“The thing always impresses me,” Mikaya’s eyes seemed to be sparkling as she lovingly caressed the incredible upward curve.
“Well, then put it on me,” The Queen mother had stood up by now, and was looking down imperiously at the white beauty.
“*Smirk*, but I’m not sure only one will be enough,” Mikaya did not feel any pressure from the penetrative gaze sent by Seelima, but instead made further demands.
She was more concerned about acquiring a minimum of two as anything less would just leave her frustrated.
“I got three,” The Queen mother returned the smirk as she held up her three fingers, causing Mikaya to beam in glee.
“I’ll get Nafia and Tajia,” Mikaya’s feet barely touched the carpet as she skipped out, the anticipation in her voice thick and voluminous.
And soon, the room echoed with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh.
If one were to peer inside, they would have found Mikaya on all fours, with three metal phalluses inside her three holes.
The rear end was being fiercely gorged out by the queen mother, and her wet cave was being heavily pounded by Nafiam, while above, her mouth was being violated by Tajia, who strongly held her mistress’s head and humped her with abandon, constantly hitting her mistress’s throat and making her moan.
The queen mother was showing herself to be especially skilled, rotating and gyrating her hips to hit Mikaya’s various known sensitive spots as their hips repeatedly slammed against one another, while Nafia strongly uppercuted from below, trying to hit her mistress’s womb with as much force as possible.
‘Noooo, this isn’t it. It’s not enough,’ But Mikaya only moaned in frustration at the trio’s attempt, while moving her hips faster to try and get a more intense feeling.
The lifeless, cold metallic objects could never replicate the hot, raw feeling of the real thing, and the smooth, slick surface just could not scratch the same itch as a throbbing, veiny cock.
‘Ohhh, when will that damned pasha open his business,’ Mikaya cursed as she herself furiously strummed her little reddened pearl even amidst the pounding to try and help douse that flame of lust, but ultimately found no relief.
And thus like that the session ended, with Mikaya having experienced a few orgasms, but still left ultimately unsatisfied and frustrated, with a prickling itch down there remaining nonetheless.
And it took a long time for her to let herself be finally carried off to the dreamlands.