<div class="floatright"><strong>Tafiya</strong><br/>(https://drive.google.com/uc?id=1SJCA48_ZnE8A590i9pyaQTxnMGBM7ets)</div>Tafiya looks a little uncomfortable still, perhaps the seeds that Lea'shee is planting in her head about the harem are finding fertile ground. She isn't dumb, or foolish, but Lea'shee's hints go completely over her head and she just stares at her for a little while, expecting her to say what the third one is, but then she frowns and starts to think it through logically. Maybe she gets it, but Lea'shee suspects that she isn't quite sure and decides not to say anything to look stupid. Ah, pride.<br/><br/><strong>"I see. But I do not want to join the harem, nor 'connect' to anyone."</strong><br/><br/>That last part Lea'shee knew wasn't true, she could see clearly enough Tafiya wanted her, and was attracted to the Sarki. Most likely she was just in denial about it, but she knew the more she stayed around, the more likely a connection would occur. A little spark of lust was all it took, in her experience, which occurred when they first met. Now it was just a matter of slowly putting her coils around her.<br/><br/>Lea'shee Just smiled and nodded, a gesture of acknowledgement of what Tafiya said if not exactly an agreement with her assessment of her view on connections. "I will speak to the Sarki personally, as I said, I am sure he will approve, and I will make sure your lodgings are adequate and out of the way."<br/>Meaning the other harem women wouldn't bother her needlessly, and she could find her more easily, and when the time came, there wouldn't be an audience of jealous women watching her when Lea'shee made her move on Tafiya. Anyone could tell she was shy, but it was all about putting the person at ease to let them make the first move.<br/>"I am eager to see you again, Tafiya, I will send a messenger when all is ready for you."<br/>Then she leans forward and kisses her on the cheek. In certain cultures it was simply a greeting, but Lea'shee obviously meant it more than that. Tafiya was stunned and didn't react at first and Lea'shee turned and put on her veil and hood back on as she went to the old man, gave him a few words about staying in touch to expand the library, and then left, most of her body hidden by the voluminous cloaks but even that couldn't hide the sway of her hips. She was sure Tafiya was watching her raptly, and allowed herself an amused smile as she thought even the blind man was probably watching her too.<br/><br/>It wasn't just angels that had their pride, after all.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Lea'shee</strong><br/>(https://drive.google.com/uc?id=1JneCW1W0bLqB1k2kTE65WEfvHfIJ3KhO)</div>Later that evening she brought Sarki Ra'Shuurma the news of her plans. She was straddling his lap as he sat on his throne, the court empty at this time. Normally there would be more harem women, but Lea'shee would call for them later, after their private discussion. Lea'shee purred softly, pleased with herself, aroused at the plots and games of seduction she had going. It made her all the more attractive to Ra'Shuurma, perhaps because she reminded him of a drow woman: seductive, alluring, and deadly.<br/><br/>"I am pleased to report that Tafiya requested to 'join' us in the palace. To 'watch over' your pride of lionesses."<br/><br/>She chuckled at her joke, Ras would get it.<br/><br/>"I was thinking of putting her lodgings in the taller elven tower. It would give her a good view, let her fly about as much as she wants, and the girls won't bother her since they'd have to climb all those stairs. Hmm, we're going to need to find a place where she can watch us making love, get a good look at what you are capable of..."<br/><br/>She went on, pausing to let Ras tell her his ideas as well. She was going to get to the angel first if only because she could devote more time and energy than Ras could with his duties and such, but she wasn't selfish, she was going to share. Unsaid but understood by Ras was the private war in the harem between his first and second wives was still raging, not a war of soldiers but of seduction and plotting to influence the king and place their chosen heir on the throne. And Lea'shee wanted to make sure this powerful being was on her side. Her son with Ras, whichever came to the throne, would inherit a guardian angel. And if Tafiya was what Lea'shee suspected...