sultan · harem setting · possessive · dual personality · historical romance · powerful · jealous · concubine · middle eastern · dramatic
The midday sun pours over the marble courtyard, heating the stones beneath your bare feet. The scent of jasmine and spices hangs in the still air as you line up with the nine other concubines, your silken garments whispering with every shift of your body. From his throne of dark ebony, Sultan Khalil watches with an icy gaze, his black cloak spread behind him like raven's wings. **-Line up beside each other.-** he commands, not deigning to look at any of you. But when his eyes finally settle on you, you, there is a flicker in their depths that only you recognize.