“Sister Sharima, are you all right?” A tender voice awakened her.
Sharima tried to get up from the bed, but she was too light headed to do it. She put her head back on the pillow and glanced at the owner of the voice.
“Pitaloka.” She said weakly. “What happened?”
“Kencana Wungu and I found you lying unconscious on the floor. So we brought you here and asked healer Campa to check on you.”
“Thank you.” Sharima only realized that she was not in her own palace, instead she was brought to the Back Palace, where Paku Bhuwana kept all his 15 mistresses. She tried to get up once again and failed.
“You shouldn’t try to get up, sister Sharima. Healer Campa said you hurt your head quite badly. I bet it was the chair.”
Sharima turned to see Kencana Wungu. She was young and beautiful and full of life. She reminded Sharima of herself in younger days. It seemed ages ago when she used to have the sparks in her eyes.
“My head hit the floor when I fell, Kencana Wungu.” Sharima said slowly in a whisper, then she coughed.
Pitaloka hurriedly gave her a glass of water while Kencana Wungu supported her head with her arm.
“I do not understand why you keep defending him in front of us.” Kencana Wungu continued after her coughing stopped.
“Yes, sister Sharima. Both of us saw what he did to you. He slammed that chair hard on you.” Pitaloka, who was even younger than Kencana Wungu added with her cute childish voice.
“That man is a monster.”
“Psst! Sister Wungu, you shouldn’t say that.” Pitaloka looked afraid.
“Say what? That he is a monster? Well, he is a monster dressed in golden robe. That’s what he is.”
“Psst. Psst. Psst. Sister Sharima, will you make her stop talking that way? We’re gonna be in trouble if someone hears her.” Pitaloka covered her ears like a child afraid of thunder.
“No Pitaloka, I will not shut up. You know, I will run away from here if I could. Had I known what kind of person he was, I wouldn’t have accepted being his mistress at all.”
“Yeah right, and you would just say no to him in front of his face, wouldn’t you?” Pitaloka mocked her.
“You know this saying ‘Once a bird, always a bird’? Pitaloka asked.
“Well, my dear sister Wungu, people say that once you enter the Palace, you can never get out. We are birds in a huge golden cage. And they will kill us before we even get to the third gate of this palace. And you know why? Because as a mistress we sometimes hear secret conversations that are not suppose to get out of the palace. Have you not heard of such things, my sister Wungu?”
“Girls, girls, please……..” Sharima asked them to stop arguing.
“But it’s the truth, isn’t it?” Pitaloka went on.
“Shut up, Pitaloka. Of course I know that. I’m just….. I’m just….. concerned for sister Sharima…. For us too.” Wungu said, holding Sharima’s hand in hers.
“Pitaloka, if he can do this to sister Sharima, can you imagine what he could possibly do to us? Have you even thought about it?” Wungu asked Pitaloka.
“For God’s sake, sister Sharima. Why do you keep defending him? He hits you often. He kicks you as if you were a sack of sand. He throws things at you and he calls you bitch. He treats you as if you were a prisoner guilty of a crime. And please, sister, don’t tell me you are guilty. You are not.”
“Yes sister Sharima, it wasn’t your fault that your son died. Please stop blaming yourself.” Pitaloka added.
Sharima looked at them and smiled, “Will he let me? He will always remind me of my sins.”
Sharima coughed again and this time it was blood that came out.
“Get healer Campa!” Wungu barked at Pitaloka; who had run out even before she finished her sentence.
Wungu tried to make Sharima stop coughing by helping her sitting, yet it was in vain. She kept on coughing blood and then she passed out.
A few minutes later, Pitaloka came running in with healer Campa close behind her. She was an old woman, yet very dynamic and very efficient. She had worked in the palace for almost 35 years. Some said that she helped the Queen delivered all the 3 Princes. From how the 3 Princes respected her, it was probably a fact.
“Leave me alone with her.” She said.
Pitaloka and Kencana Wungu hurriedly went outside and closed the door. They remained close to the room for a couple of hours, but when the healer had not come out, they finally chose to wait someplace else.
“I told you to shut up.” Pitaloka whispered.
“If you only shut your mouth back there, she wouldn’t have had an attack. You know how much she loves him, and you were talking as if he were a bastard.”
“He is.” Wungu insisted.
“Sssssh! Don’t speak too loud.” Pitaloka put her finger in front of her mouth.
Wungu sat closer to her and started to whisper, “Well I think he is a monster and I want Sharima to realize it.”
“OK. But what is she suppose to do when she has realized it? Have it occurred to your simple mind, sister Wungu, that she might have realized it a long time ago? And that she pretends to love him and defends him in front of us just to lift up our spirit? So that we wouldn’t end up as miserable as she is?”
Wungu was dumbfounded. She had never thought that Pitaloka could have thought that way. All this time she thought she was just a cute spoiled young girl whose interest was all in money and luxury.
“What would you do, then?” Wungu asked.
“Me? You’re asking me?” She whispered back.
“Yes, I’m asking you. What would you do if you were in Sharima’s shoes.”
“You know, your idea of running away is bad. So if I were her, I would just kill myself.”
Wungu rolled her eyes. She gave her too soon a compliment. “That’s not an option. To run away is much better. And we can help her.”
“Oh no. His Highness is very fond of me lately, he chose me three times last week and I’m not throwing my chances by helping anyone run away from here. No way.”
“Pitaloka, listen to me. How long do you think he will keep you before he chooses another mistress? From the 15 of us, only 5 of us are in his service. The others were like antique dolls. He keeps them, but never touches them. Our lives here are short. Sooner or later the collection will grow and we will become antique dolls too.”
“Why are you protesting, Wungu? You chose your life as a mistress, you should deal with it. I don’t mind becoming one of his collections of antique dolls as you say it. As long as I can sleep in the palace, dress up like a princess and have money of my own I would not complain. If I get lonely, I can always call one of the guards or the captains. Just like they do all the time, remember? Come on Wungu, don’t tell me you start to believe in love.”
“No, Pitaloka. I don’t believe in love. But Sharima does. Her love to him is unconditional. She is blinded by love. And it’s up to us to help her. And I wish I would have people around to help me if one day I ended up like her. Think about that, Pitaloka. Get that gold and money out of your head for once!”
Kencana Wungu raised her voice when she spoke and that made Pitaloka jumped.
“Psssst!! Lower your voice.” She said.
“So… what do you say? We help her run or what?”
Pitaloka got very confused now.
“You know we’re gonna be in deep trouble if someone finds out about this.” She whispered groggily.
“Then no one must know. Are you in or out, Pitaloka? It may not be a good thing for us, but it is the right thing to do.”
Pitaloka swallowed hard. She became more nervous now.
“Do you have a plan?”
“Yes, I do. But it will only work if you help me.” Wungu whispered closer to her ears.
“Count me in then. How many will join us?”
Kencana Wungu smiled and gave a wave for Pitaloka to follow her.
Genta Bhuwana Kingdom was shaken by the coming of their long lost Princes. They were alive but had arrived in a pretty bad shape. With them came two women from the former Kandaka Kingdom, which now has become a new region of Ghowa Empire. It was now called the Kalimas Region. It was called Kalimas, which meant River of Gold, because the former Kandaka Kingdom had many gold mines in their rivers.
From the two Princes, it was Prince Banyu who was in grim condition. He was as pale as a dead man, and his skin was as cold as ice. He had lost the mobility of his left arm and the pain was spreading to his left shoulders. The fingers of his left hand were blue, almost black because the poison had sunk to the flesh. It even had started to affect his sight. He couldn’t see clearly and his head was spinning. He also had difficulty in breathing.
“The poison almost reach his heart, Sire. My medicine only helped for the first two weeks.” Black Canary explained his condition to the King and Prince Paku. Wesi was there too despite of his exhaustion. After taking a bath and eating a bunch of meals he insisted on waiting up for his dear brother. They were all gathered outside Banyu’s bedroom, while the Queen was inside with the Palace’s healer.
“Please do not blame her, Father. She has done everything she could to save brother Banyu. We had to avoid the Ghowa soldiers and at the same time to find our way back home. We had barely time to look for more medicine. We couldn’t even go through the gap of Jelamprong. We had to go around through the mountains to get back here. It was a difficult situation.”
King Pilar smiled at his youngest son, “No one is blaming nobody, my son. It is fate that arranged you two to meet her on the way. It was fortunate she knew little medicine. For that alone, The Kingdom of Genta Bhuwana owes you, Ms. Canary.”
“You do not owe me anything, Sire because now I’m here asking for your protection for myself and my Princess.”
“It comes naturally, Ms. Canary. After all, your Princess will soon be my daughter in law.”
Wesi and Canary looked at each other. Then Wesi stepped forward to face his father.
“I think there’s a little problem about that, Father.” He said unsure.
Paku read the situation quickly and noticed Wesi and Canary exchanged another look. He could clearly see that his youngest brother seemed to like this Lady a little more than he was supposed to. He was too protective towards her. Although from his perspective he could also see that Black Canary only treated him like a close friend, he was almost sure that he saw his brother was in love. Seven weeks was a long time to spend together, he thought, especially when you had to depend your live on one another.
“She doesn’t want to marry Banyu?” He shot before the King had a chance to ask.
Wesi smiled awkwardly to him, shaking his head.
Black Canary felt it was her obligation to explain to the King, so she quickly bowed.
“Forgive me, Sire, but my Princess was forced to agree to this marriage due to the peace treaty between Kandaka and Ghenta Bhuwana. Thus, now that Kandaka Kingdom is gone, she doesn’t see the importance of the peace treaty anymore. She means no disrespect to Prince Banyu. She actually likes him a lot and they had become close friends during the hard time. Sire, her heart is not with your son, so if she receives the engagement it will be disrespect to Prince Banyu. Both of them had agreed to just become friends.”
“That’s fair enough.” The King said after hearing her explanation.He knew it was no use to force his son to this marriage either.
“Why don’t you ask your Princess to join us in dinner tonight.” He said.
Black Canary bowed, “If my service is not required anymore, I would like to ask permission to retire.”
“You can rest.” The King told her.
Canary walked away and Wesi followed her with his eyes, while Paku watched him silently. He shook his head a little bit and smiled. He was glad that finally his youngest brother showed some interest in a woman, although it was very unlikely for a Prince to date a bodyguard.
For Wesi, time seemed to crawl. He wanted the day to change to night so he would meet Black Canary on the dinner table. During the 7 weeks of their hard time going home, he had gotten used to see her face every night and day, listen to her voice talking to him or simply looking at her beautiful eyes. But now he couldn’t do all of that in his own palace. He realized now that being a Prince was not as fortunate as he had always thought. He had to think of manner, formality, and above all was rank. She was just a bodyguard. That only meant that she would not dare to speak to him if he didn’t address her first. She might not even be there at dinner if Princess Kemala didn’t invite her in, Wesi had thought.
On the contrary, time seemed to pass by very fast for Paku. He was busy with so many meetings with the generals for a strategic plan to protect this small kingdom from the invasion of Ghowa. He had sent 4 envoys to 4 Palanagari regions with a proposal of joining forces to fight the Ghowa once it started to invade them. The envoys had come back, but only 2 regions had agreed to join forces together with Genta Bhuwana. They were Ratnapala in the West and Ayodyapala in the North side of Palanagari. The other two regions Dharmapala in the East and Adhipala in the South sent words that they needed time to discuss the matters further before responding to his proposal.
All the 4 regions of Palanagari were once united. Due to the illness of the King of Palanagari, the Kingdom had been divided into 4 regions, which were ruled by 4 children of the King Mahesa Lontar. When the King met his fate, the 4 regions would become 4 small kingdoms and the Princes and Princess would become Kings and Queen.
Ratnapala and Ayodyapala were regions directly bordered with Kandaka Kingdom. Thus, it was important for them to join forces with Genta Bhuwana in case Ghowa decided to invade their regions first. Ratnapala was ruled by Princess Maheswara Antari, the only daughter of King Mahesa Lontar. She was a woman in her mid 20s, almost as old as Paku Bhuwana. Very smart, very wise, but sometimes she could be very cruel. She was not a beautiful woman, but she has air of confidence in her face. A female ruler was very rare at that time, however, Maheswara Antari had proven to her father, her brothers and her followers that she was capable of ruling. People talked about her with respect and men followed her commands gladly.
Prince Mahesa Jampari, Maheswara’s older brother, ruled Ayodyapala. He was the oldest son of the King, now reached his 30th year of age. He was a silent man, very much like his father. And like his father, he loved weaponry. Thus, a chance to work together with Genta Bhuwana, a kingdom that was famous for its strength in military and martial arts was a chance he would never miss. Other than that, he believed that a warrior must fight until the last drop of his blood. If Ghowa decided to invade Palanagari, he would order everyone in his region to fight.
Paku Bhuwana would travel to Ayodyapala to have a meeting with Prince Mahesa Jampari and his sister Maheswara Antari in three days. According to the letter written by Mahesa Jampari, he would try to persuade his other 2 brothers to join the meeting, even though they had not decided their agreement yet. For Paku, there was so many works to do in so little time. He had almost forgotten about the dinner if the Queen had not sent someone to remind him just 25 minutes before the dinnertime.
He quickly took a bath and dressed up to meet his parents. He wore a long black turtleneck suite with golden rims on the sleeves and around the neck. His pants were also black and to complete his dashing appearance, he wore a black leather belt and slipped his long knife. He let his black long hair fall down. Unlike Wesi and Banyu who loved to let their hair fall, Paku preferred to tie it behind his head. Yet tonight, he wanted to appear less formal. He didn’t want to let his father noticed the stressed expression he had been wearing for the last 4 weeks. When he had finished dressing, he took off to the main palace in a hurry, leaving Pitaloka who helped him get dressed without a word. He was so used to be served by women, and he had so much to think about that he didn’t realize the absence of Sharima for the last 2 weeks. It was Pitaloka, his favorite mistress who took care of his wardrobe and his meals. Paku didn’t even notice that Pitaloka had practically took over Sharima’s duty. It never crossed his mind why a mistress could have such access in his palace. He was too preoccupied to notice the change.
2 guards let him came into the dining room. As he had suspected, he was late. He saw his parents and Wesi already started eating. With them he saw Black Canary and another lady. She must be the Princess of Kandaka, he thought. Paku started to wear a smile and approached the table. He greeted his parents first and nodded to Black Canary. Wesi took the liberty to introduce him to the Princess.
Paku took her hand and brought it to his lips. He could feel her soft skin while kissing the hand. He looked up and smiled. She was beautiful, although not as strikingly beautiful as his old Sharima. Paku pushed the thought away and took a seat beside her. This woman certainly had a royal arrogance in her face, and he liked it a lot. Being a man who loves women so much, he started to open a conversation with her. After a few minutes he realized that his charm had work on her. The Princess seemed to grow some interest in him too. She even avoided his gaze, a sign of a woman who hides some feelings inside.
When they had finished dining, Paku started his natural flamboyant gestures he always had in front of women. His parents and brother knew he was working on getting this girl for fun, like he usually did. The King did not mind though, he understood his son’s character and thought that it was in fact a male ego that suited a King’s behavior. In fact, King Pilar was proud of his harem. It was something that he could not do, because in a way, Wesi’s interest in woman was inherited from his father: One woman for a lifetime.
Princess Kemala seemed to let him get closer. In a few minutes, the two of them had been conversing more intimately. She even let Paku held her hands while he was talking to her. Her eyes didn’t move from staring his. For a moment Wesi felt sick looking at them. He had seen Paku’s styles in conquering women’s hearts before. And frankly he never approved. Wesi always thought, like his father, that a woman should be treated with respect. It was not that Paku was rude to women. It was the way Paku regarded them that Wesi never liked. Paku told him several times that women were created to serve men instead of standing equal as a partner. Wesi realized that his way was not the normal way, and most people would agree with Paku. Watching him worked his charms to the Princess really made him sick.
Wesi decided to leave and asked his father if he could retire early. When the King gave him the permission, Wesi flew away from the palace and walked fast to the Far Palace where he resided. Yet in the middle, he suddenly remembered his favorite sister in law, Sharima. Wesi then decided to drop by to Paku’s Palace to say hi to her. It was obviously unfair, in Wesi’s point of view, that Paku had not brought Sharima to dinner and was now flirting with another woman.
He went in the front hall and a chambermaid greeted him. When he asked for Sharima, she led him to wait in a room. A moment later he could hear footsteps approaching. Wesi turned to see Sharima, he had even gave her a big smile, only to realize that it was Pitaloka who came to see him.
“Good evening, Your Highness.” She greeted him. “How can I be of any help?”
Wesi frowned, “I asked for Sharima.”
Pitaloka nodded, “She was not available tonight, Your Highness.”
Wesi walked around her, “What are you doing here, Pitaloka? The palace has certain rules about mistresses. You should not be here at all. This is part of the Main Palace and your place is in the Back Palace. Does my brother know about this at all?”
Pitaloka seemed panicked, “Yes. His Highness wants me to serve him here, Prince Wesi.”
“I know I’ve been away long, but I don’t think my father knows about this. Pitaloka, I thought I’ve seen you and Kencana Wungu in this area for a few times. But mostly, in the presence of my brother. Now I know my brother is having dinner with guests. So, what are you doing here? A rule for mistresses was made for a reason, Pitaloka.”
“His Highness is not with you?” She asked.
Wesi frowned again, and shook his head.
Pitaloka suddenly walked closer to him and said in a whispering voice, “Follow me then, quick.”
She walked fast in front of him, almost running. Wesi followed close behind her. She took him through the corridors that lead to an opening. She was taking him towards the Back Palace. Wesi didn’t like this. He was not allowed to enter the Back Palace. It was an area that was restricted.
The Palace had rules that mistresses should stay in the Back Palace only and were restricted to other areas except with the presence of the Prince Paku. While other Princes were restricted to come to the Back Palace. King Pilar made these rules when Paku had started his first collection of women. To keep many women in the Main Palace would risk security, for example, an enemy spy might be posing as a mistress. While the restriction for the Princes to visit the Back Palace had more to do with morality rather than security. In this case, Banyu and Wesi were allowed to keep women in their residences. Firstly because their residences were not part of the Main Palace. Furthermore, the two Princes were hardly involved with the nation’s affairs. They only handled small public affairs in regards to the prosperity of the people of Genta Bhuwana.
Pitaloka carefully lead Wesi to the backyard of the Back Palace. There were only two guards, but when they saw who was coming, they were hesitated. They knew that Prince Wesi was an honest and respectable man who showed little interest in women. However, they were afraid of Prince Paku. It was Pitaloka who spoke to the guards to let him in. She spoke softly that Wesi couldn’t hear what she was saying to the guards, however, the guards immediately let him pass. Wesi frowned knowing that the guards were so easily persuaded. Yet he remained silent and followed Pitaloka who walked much faster now.
They arrived at the main hall and turned to the western wing of the Back Palace, passing so many doors and rooms. Wesi knew that those are the chambers of Paku’s many mistresses. Pitaloka stopped at a door on the right side of the corridor. She knocked three times, then stop, and knocked two times then stop again. It was some kind of a code, Wesi thought. This was getting more and more interesting for him. His intention had been to see Sharima, yet now he was brought to the Back Palace knocking on a door of Paku’s mistress with a secret code. His heart skipped a bit imagining if ever Paku had found out what he was doing now.
The door opened and Pitaloka motioned him to come in. Wesi followed her and watched her closed the door again and locked it. They were in a large room with a large bed in the middle. There was someone sleeping on the bed and another woman sitting on a chair beside the bed. The light was so dim that Wesi couldn’t recognize any of them. The woman sitting on chair quickly got up and walked towards him. When she was closer he could see that she was Kencana Wungu.
“Your Highness, she is still weak, but she is much better than a few days ago.” She said in a low voice.
Wesi frowned and whispered back, “Who?”
“Lady Sharima, Your Highness. You said you wanted to see her.” Pitaloka said.
Wesi looked at both of them in confusion. He knew that Sharima had never been really healthy since the death of her son, but she was never that sick either. He quickly approached the bed and checked on her. She was sleeping. Her face was pale. Wesi went further away from the bed to questions the two mistresses.
“What happened?”
The two girls looked at each other before answering. Finally it was Kencana Wungu who spoke.
“It was Prince Paku’s doing.” She said firmly in a low voice.
Wesi was quite surprised to hear it, but not shocked. He knew that his brother had often hit Sharima, and he often saw bruises on her face.
“He hit her and kicked her before throwing a chair on her.” She continued.
“What?” Wesi hardly believe her.
“Oh that was only the first day, Your Highness.” Pitaloka said.
“The next day he hit her on the head with…. with the sheath of his sword.”
“Yes, Your Highness, and it happened everyday for 2 weeks, until that night about two days ago, he drove her away from the main palace and asked Pitaloka to stay there instead. He has never asked for Lady Sharima again ever since.”
“In fact, he never asks for me either, Prince Wesi.” Pitaloka added.
“And he seemed very concerned about something. I heard from the guards that it has something to do with the Ghowa Empire. Oh I’ve never seen everybody so tense before. I’m sure something bad is going to happen soon. I heard rumors of a war too. Oh I don’t want to be here when the war breaks. I would rather…..”
“Pitaloka, shut up.” Kencana Wungu nudged her back.
Wesi couldn’t help smiling seeing these two women. He never liked them because they were not smart and lived their lives only for money. In fact, he never knew them well enough to like them. He had never spoken to them before. However, tonight, he saw something more in them. He found out that they were kind hearted and were willing to take risks to save their friend. Wesi always thought that all the many mistresses must have tight competitions among them to win Paku’s heart. Well, these two women proved him wrong. They were so concerned about Sharima’s condition and asked him for help. He was sure that they had nowhere else to turn for help that they took a risk talking to him and invited him in.
“Has a healer check on her?” He asked.
“Yes, Your Highness.” Kencana Wungu replied.
Wesi looked at both of them in turn.
“Why are you telling me all this?” He asked.
The two women looked at each other in surprised. They never thought that Wesi would ask that way.
“Well….. we hope that you could help her, Your Highness. We thought you are her good friend. People say you often dropped by to the Main Palace to have a chat with her.” Pitaloka answered.
“People? The ever gossiping chambermaids you mean?” He said.
“Er… er…”
“Never mind.” Wesi smiled seeing both of them looked afraid of him.
“I cannot help you, Ladies, even if I wanted to. Rules are rules. This is my brother’s domain. I am not allowed to interfere. Do you understand?” He explained in a way a teacher talking to his students.
“But……..” Kencana Wungu was about to protest.
Wesi shook his head, “Let a healer check on her regularly. If Paku wants her out of the Main Palace and asked you to replace her, then it is your advantage. Is it not?” He turned to Pitaloka.
Pitaloka didn’t answer, but Wesi saw fear in her eyes. He understood very well now what she was afraid of.
“You’re afraid you’re going to end up like her?” He asked softly.
She nodded.
Wesi was a kind-hearted man and he didn’t have a heart to let these women down. He sighed.
“What do you want me to do?” He asked.
He saw some light of hope in both women’s eyes when he said the words.
“We just want you to help us keep Prince Paku busy, Your Highness….. so that he will forget about Lady Sharima for at least 4 days. Please help us, Your Highness.”
Kencana Wungu begged him, throwing herself down at his feet. Pitaloka followed.
Wesi deeply sighed, “Get up, both of you.”
They were still on the floor, each one touching his feet. Wesi knew they were not going to stand up unless he said yes, and he had no heart to tell them no. He understood that they had some plans for Sharima. And there was only one logical plan that would involve getting Paku so busy to forget about Sharima. Wesi could easily guess what these women were up to do. He shook his head in disbelief. These two women risked their necks to save Sharima. He had no other choice but to help them.
“I will help you if you tell me your plan, Ladies. Now get up.” He said.
The two women sprang on their feet and paid their respect.
“Certainly, Your Highness.” Pitaloka said, looking at Kencana Wungu with a smile as if saying I told you so.
Kencana Wungu spoke in a very low voice, “Your Highness, we are planning to…………”
The three people spoke for some more time in a very low voice. Ten minutes later Pitaloka lead Prince Wesi out of the Back Palace through the same way they came in, and once again, the guards didn’t do anything. Wesi knew now that those two guards were part of Kencana Wungu’s plan.
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Paku sat beside Kemala in the sitting room. His parents had already left and he had no idea where his brother was. So, he took Kemala touring around the main palace and they ended up in the sitting room. The room was facing the garden. Paku had opened the tall glass window and they could feel the night breeze blowing freshly into the room. They had a friendly conversation for a moment, then Paku realized that Kemala was not only good looking, she was also sexy and he hardly able to keep his eyes from her full breast. Paku was a lover; he adored beautiful women and was easily fall for them. Although he had developed a strange habit of hurting them, no women complained because he was a terrific lover. He never hurt them badly, only for the sake of his male ego to show his dominance.
Kemala knew well this kind of man. She, liked other women, loved status and glamourette and never would miss this chance because Paku was the heir of Genta Bhuwana’s throne. If she could make him love her, even only for her body, she would have the best connection to this entire Kingdom. So, she started to advance on him. She touched Paku’s hand, took it to her chest and led it to cup her breast. Paku smiled and squeezed it a little. When Kemala sighed he knew she wanted him. But tonight it was Paku’s turn to be surprised for when he tried to kiss her she turned her head away. He frowned and was a little bit confused. His confusion soon was replaced with excitement when suddenly Kemala rose from the couch and walked in front of him. She took off her clothes and stood naked in front of him. Paku smiled, looking at her with lust. He admitted that it was a bold move for a woman to approach him that way. Although she was not the only woman who dared to do that, he still admired her bravery. So, without a word Paku took her in his arms and laid her on the couch, kissing her rough. He took off his pants and was soon on top of her…
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The Tale of the Three Princes – Chapter 6 (coming soon)