♡ Chamber #1

@♡ Normani Stone cold emeralds couldn’t stop themselves taking down the luscious body out in full display in front of him, taking note of the swell of her s and the curve of her hips, skin the color of the most exquisite of cacao he had tasted on a voyage begging to be marked. He snickered darkly, already sauntering in as if the place was his: and it was indeed so. He oozed confidence as he did so, already plucking his shirt off as he headed to the maids who waited in shock for his command, the light fabric folded neatly before even hitting the awaiting woman’s fingers.
“No.” Came the simple command and retribution at the order that was shot at him. He didn’t have a problem with her tone: he found it refreshing in fact that she had the audacity to do so. In quiet tones, he ordered the maid for cold ale, the steaming water causing little drops of dews to appear on his skin as if diamond drops. Done, he turned to the woman, clearly a concubine for he knew how the emperor appreciated and liked his beauties. “Mind some company, beautiful?”

@♤ prince stephen Running her slender fingers through her silky, raven black hair, Normani leaned back one of her hands as she crossed her smooth, long legs. She was never the type to care about people seeing her due to the fact they were always females and she had nothing to be ashamed. Her eyes closed as she tilted her head back and flipped her hair over shoulders, perfectly shaped s on full display as she waited. Hearing the door open, her eyes opened but she didn't immediately look due to the fact she was frozen when she heard the voice of who had just entered the room. Slowly, she looked towards the door with wide eyes while she tried to comprehend what just happened. When everything clicked into place, she immediately grabbed a sheet that she used to cover her curvy form while standing up and quickly moving away from the bed while glaring at Stephan with narrowed eyes. "Out." She said bluntly, her voice taking on a tone that a princess would use rather than a concubine.

@♡ Normani Heavy boots stomped the grounds as he made his way to the chambers, his personal guard by his side. With a brief nod and exchange, the other man hurried off to finally be freed from the clutches of the inked prince, Stephen’s mind solely focused on having some alone time to himself. And what better way would there be for relaxation than in the arms of one of the Emperor’s most exquisite treasures, his harem? An evil smirk found its way to his mouth as he pushed the latticed door open so he could walk in, hands already working to his uniform and shirt underneath, revealing toned and scarily marked body and slacks that lung low on his hips, accentuating the dents and curves of his lower abdomen as his flesh dipped down into what was hidden by the fabrics of his pants. The sound of running water and hushed whispers of women tickled his ear, incredibly pleased at himself for his return back home. He expected one of the local girls to be in front of him, ready for demure and submissive behavior but who was in front of him screamed elegance and fire. “Well, you’re a pretty new face,”he gruffed, raspy tone resonating against the wood and stone carved bathspace.

@♤ prince stephen Normani hummed as she began to pull off her clothes with a surprising amount of speed despite everything she was wearing. Years of practice had lead to her developing to perfect technique to get everything off while her maid drew her a bath. Taking off the last piece of clothing, she stretched and sat down on the bed to wait for the maid to tell her the bath was ready.