"I see," Lupien murmured, leaning back in his ornate chair, his expression unreadable. Yet his eyes hadn't strayed from Sorayah for even a second. "My uncle told me you were the woman who accompanied him to war. You catered to his every need, and now, you've returned with him. But what I don't understand is why he brought you before my royal court this morning. Still, I'm glad he did because I have matters to discuss with you concerning your sister, Pearl. I've met her before."
"Your Highness," Dimitri interjected, stepping forward to stand beside Sorayah. His posture was firm, protective. "She was once my sex slave, a punishment for offending my official wife. But now that we've returned from the battlefield, I intend to promote her. I wish to make her my concubine."
