The Girl Who Would Be Sultan

Chapter 2: Hormones and Heartbreak

Kallisto had just turned 17, and found herself spending more time inside the temple than ever before. She had been learning different forms of dance that were far from suitable for children's eyes, with fluid, sensual movements that oozed power.

Her training continued as she learned how to walk, talk, and most importantly, dress. The priestess commissioned outfits for her that she only wore inside the temple, at the priestess' behest. These outfits were layers of red silk that pushed up her chest and exposed her abdomen, with gold chains adorning her olive skin. The clothing screamed respectability, fear, and power, but also just as loud, sex.

As she matured, her body filled out  and she grew taller, with each day looking less like the awkward girl she had been. Her breasts overflowed from the low-cut tops of her outfits due to various oils and massages she had to perform upon herself to stimulate growth; while her waist remained trim and narrow. Her thighs were round and muscular from her combat training in the dirt arena.

At night, the priestess would tell her stories filled with love and passion Kallisto sometimes enjoyed them, but often grew tired of them.

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Returning to the palace to train with her father and brother was harder for Kallisto. Her strange feelings towards Alastar only grew stronger, and the words that the priestess had previously spoken finally took on a physical understanding and a name.

Kallisto desired Alastar, even if she hadn't fully come to understand what she was feeling. Whenever they were around each other, it was both effortless and difficult to pretend that everything was the same as before. They still played games and laughed together as they had before his marriage, but despite being only a few feet apart most days, it felt like miles.

Despite her now more educated understanding of what she was feeling, Kallisto remained confused. What the priestess described as desire seemed dark, sinful, and burning with a strange, indescribable fire. The emotions she felt for Alastar felt much purer, like he was the only person in the world who truly saw her.

Some of her feeling was jealousy, and that she now knew. She was jealous of his spouse and the closeness they shared. Though she was learning everything thing she needed to manipulate and manufacture those feelings in the men, she would have to one day marry, she still yearned.
She wanted to be glad for him, ordered herself to be happy for him, and in a way she couldn't help but like Desdemona, the shy beauty made her old friend happier and more full of joy than she had ever seen.

"Is everything alright?" A voice she always loved to hear found its path into her head, breaking her path of thought.
"I'm fine." She answered swiftly.
"Just trying to remember the lesson."
They were taking a stroll through the garden, the long course back from the training grounds to her room.
"I've got great news, and you were the very first person I wish to share it with" He declared, wearing a broad smile that beamed brighter than the Sun God himself.
"Oh, do tell?" She couldn't help but smile, her heart aflutter from how handsome his smile made him.
"Desdemona is with child! Isn't that wonderful?" He said, amidst a glowing face. The joy in his spirit was obvious.
Kallisto stopped in her tracks, and her heart did the same, skipping a beat before it kicked start again. It raced, and she wished he hadn't told her about it. She wanted to be happy about it, but she couldn't help the feeling of complete jealousy that lingered at the top of her chest, almost choking her.
"Th-that's great news." She said, stammering. Her voice came out in a croak, but his joy blinded him to it.
"Who would have thought this for us all those years ago?" He beamed, placing a hand around her shoulder in a brotherly embrace.
"I mean, look at us. You are going to be a Sultan and I'm going to be a father. Hell itself, I didn't think either of us would even manage to live this long!"