Concubine Walkthrough Novels & Stories

The house was always quiet in the mornings. Not the peaceful kind of quiet that wrapped around you like a warm blanket—but the heavy, watchful kind. The kind that made every footstep sound louder than it should, every clink of porcelain echo just a little too long. Amara had grown used to it. She moved through the marble-floored hallway with practiced grace, balancing a silver tray of freshly brewed coffee and toast. The sunlight filtered in through tall windows, casting long shadows across the pristine walls. Everything in the house was immaculate—polished, ordered, untouched.

Together, we could have had a beautiful life. Until the whispers began. "Succubi are born lowly. Who knows how many men she's been with already?" "Only Stuart would treat a thing like her as treasure. No decent man would ever want a woman like that." I flew into a rage and silenced them with my fists. But though their mouths closed, I could feel their mocking stares clinging to me like shadows. Even friends and relatives joined in. At every gathering, they laughed at my succubus lover, turning her into their crude entertainment.

Lingered on my chest. "No. You will retain no formal position within my court. You will be seen as my concubine. Whether you want the rest of the tasks that come with the title, remains up to you. In return, I will grant you all the money your heart desires. I will lavish you with gifts and property. Your ward may live with us here in the palace and gain the best education money can buy. As for your mate, that is my only condition. To play the part of a concubine, you will have no ties with him. I will help you in pursuit of your son but besides the two children, your devotion will be only to me. Do you accept my offer?"

They only need to serve me every day very well and they will get far more in return than what they give me, who would sleep wanting to be in their position to be a concubine of a Prince William, it's okay if the place I live in is not as beautiful and spacious as the main palace lived by Charles and Luna Rosie, and his concubines. Life does not always go as desired, I just need to be patient for a while longer while continuing to think about what plans I will do to get what I want. Before that happens, there's no harm if I use the time available to please myself with the beautiful women who are willing to become concubines for me. “Alpha, this is the drink you wanted.” My head nodded, while

And yet, amidst this whirlwind, my eyes locked onto the woman who had remained silent towards me since the first day I stepped foot in this palace - Xanthe. I watched as Xanthe approached me, her delicate footsteps barely making a sound on the marble floors. Her eyes held a glimmer of excitement, concealed beneath a veil of confidence. Little did she know that I was not as oblivious as she believed. I smiled politely as she extended her hand towards me, introducing herself in a sweet and innocent voice. "Good evening Melina, I am Xanthe by the way. The third concubine of his highness." She said, smiling broadly.

"Demote her to a first attendant, make sure that she is isolated and kept tied to the bed for the first three months of pregnancy. Other than the imperial physician, no one is allowed to see her. Reduce her retinue to one maid. I will visit her to make sure that she is nuturing the fetus." The eunuch clapped his hands and the arrangements were completed quickly. Ning Zhuo's outer garments were brought to him quickly. His clothing was a navy blue which was light to match the changed air of the capital. As the concubine was removed screaming, Ning Zhuo asked the eunuch, "Who is the concubine here whom you would say is the most pitiful? I don't care about the answer, but let that girl t

The Head Maid, Theia greeted, and the other woman followed suit, As I took my seat, a little distance from the head maid, she spoke, “We were just talking about concubines since you have disclosed your wish not to indulge in childbirth.” Conc… what? Concubines?

“First official concubine? Explain.” Poppy nodded, still breathless. “Okay, listen. Since the Trials were created, only a handful of women have ever passed all of them and become official concubines. The king may have a hundred women sold to him, but only four have earned the official title of the king’s concubine and Naomi was the very first.” She sat down beside me, tucking her legs under herself as she spoke faster. “She’s the precious daughter of the king’s general… and Advisor Saffron's little sister.”

Sir Andrew says and I took him through the corner of my eyes not understanding. “And why do we need that?”, I ask. One thing I have understood after taking in a concubine is that it has more than what is visible to the eyes of the people. Where the position in itself, seems degrading and unfit for any person, the rules and rituals that follow are almost tantamount to getting married to a person.

The air was filled with a gentle murmur as the concubines, elegantly adorned in flowing silk garments and adorned with delicate jewelry, moved with graceful hast into the chamber where they had been summoned to meet the empress. Each footfall, barely discernible against the smooth marble floor, echoed softly as the concubines made their way through the opulent passageway. The faint jingle of their jewelry provided a subtle accompaniment to the rustle of their luxurious silken garments, creating an atmosphere of timeless elegance.