They passed what seemed to be the main harem, a fine indoor area, cushioned, and silky. Nobody was there now, but on the day it would surely be filled with all the pleasure-slaves of the fine merchant house. Somehow it felt a bit unfair that one person could hold so much wealth, all gained through drugs that had destroyed the life of poor Chocolates family.<br/><br/>The other slaves were probably off sleeping in their respective chambers(or with their masters). The two Djala let go off her arms, but she recieved a heavy push in her back from the third, who tackled her down into a big pile of cushions. The three girls stood circled around her, glancing menacingly at her.<br/><br/>"Whoever you are, you're going to learn the quick lesson of life here, whore." One of them said. "We're the Chai sisters, favoured of house Hathri(which was the family name of the merchants). No tramping harlot has the right to come in and ruin our night with the lords son!" Another of them followed. When she took a closer look, the three Djala did look qutie alike, it was posible they were siblings.<br/><br/>"She has no brand or mark sisters" The third one pointed out, apperently being the only one who took some time to study her during the night. "I don't think she's a slave. Perhaps Lord Malik hired her as the whore she is, to please our master."<br/><br/>"Or mayhaps she's a lying git! I think she's a city girl who tried her luck to snare the lord's son with talk of heart. One of those sneaky concubines, who ensnare men's heart and make off with their money." The first one said again. The other two seemed to agree with her conclusion.<br/><br/>"But we're going to have so much fun with you, city girl. You're a slave now, and you're not leaving this place... ever!" The three of them burst out into laughter, their sweet voices echoing the marble walls.