Prince Zafrin had been thinking about that faithful letter he'd received from his late father all day. A Harem? A secret chamber? All right under his nose? It sounded impossible! He had to admit too, the idea that several beautiful women must be waiting for him was more than a little appealing. What were they like? How would they react to having a whole new master? He couldn't help but wonder about them as he tried to distract himself with some rather trivial duty or another. He couldn't take it! He fooled himself by thinking he wasn't such a lustful person that he had to suddenly run to this harem but... Well, who wouldn't want to?<br/><br/>Once he'd finished his afternoon's work and took a deep breathe and headed to what was his fathers private study, and pulled on the blue book in the center of his shelf, as the letter had instructed him. As he did so a large portion of the wall turned. He stepped back and blinked at the ornate marble rooms that were revealed, decorated with colorful silk curtains, the floors adorned with so much satin cushions. Their was a haze and a smell of incense. It was like he was walking into a dream, the door somehow closing behind him as he entered. His eyes darted all around.<br/><br/><strong>"Hello?"</strong>he eventually called out, not seeing any of the girls in the main hall at the moment. The prince scratched the back of his neck awkwardly as he waited to see just what it was he'd inherited.