When Prince Tarkus dismissed the eunuch and the soon-to-be eunuch, he turned back to his new harem.<br/><br/>"Now that<em>that</em>matter is dealt with..." He said while walking toward them.<br/><br/>He was not so dense as to not feel an odd expression between them. He was also nowhere near comprehension of what 'Layla' had been through, so he could not note the intensity of her unease and mistrust. Aisha had been selected among many eager local contestants to get her role as consort, while Layla was set aside from a village raid.<br/><br/>"I look forward to having you in my court, Layla. I was just about to go with Aisha to enjoy a cool bath to escape the mid-day. Join us."<br/><br/>It was not a question, though he was so used to giving commands that his voice did not have an overly–commanding tone to it.<br/><br/>"I see no better way to seal our divine covenant than immersing ourselves in the spirit pool."  He extended two hands, which felt odd, as he was so used to always extending one.