"Isobel, have you told anybody about this? Anybody else apart from us and your men?" Abbas asked in all seriousness.
Isobel was perplexed by the grave mood he seemed to be in. The 'women's way' books did not mention how to navigate such a situation. But she knew from the books to always tell her husbands the truth.
"No. Why?" She asked, he voice full of curiosity.
Kurz stared at the big blue eyes staring at him with such innocence and curiosity and had the urge to hug her and hid her away.
"Isobel, honey, you cannot just trust anyone you meet the first time." Kurz explained to her in a gently tone as he sat on the chair besides her.
"Of course not. I tell you only as you are my husbands." Isobel said in a matter of fact tone. It was that tone that gave the men a glimpse of the world Isobel had come from. She seemed so intelligent yet unaware of the need to protect her safety by being vigilant of people. But that was no problem for them as she had two men to protect her.
"Isobel, sweetheart, you must never tell another soul of this matter, promise me?" Abbas appealed to her.
"Ok." She Isobel was a good obedient wife.
"Brother it seems that Alfred Belmont has no intents to seek peace with us. The marriage was just a way to further his conspiracy and fool us into complacency before they strike. He is a fool if he thinks we shall let this go unpunished."
"Yes Kurz, I agree with you. But did we not get an ever greater present than the one he was to send? For that we need to thank the fool. "Abbas told his brother as he gazed t his lovely bride. "We shall make plans for our vengeance but for now we need to get our bride to bed. She must be tired after the odious journey."
"Yes of course. Come my lovely and let us show you to our quarters where you shall rest." Kurz tuned and smiled at Isobel. She truly was a lovely sight to behold.
Abbas took the candles and lead them forward with Isobel in the middle and his brother at the back. No matter what happened, she would be protected. It was how the Yaneok Grassland males were. It was inbuilt in them to protect their females and children.
Isobel walked along the narrow hallway between the men and a feeling like the honey she had tasted grew in her heart rapidly. So this was how those females felt? She wondered. It was such a sweet feeling, being the one protected. No wonder she had always considered herself a female Intelligent Brain.
The Masters room was large with a massive wooden bed in the middle and Abbas moves to light the candles on the candelabrum.
"Please ask my maids to come and help me remove the dress." Isobel suddenly turned around and told Kurz.
"Of course, honey." Kurz replied and turned on his foot to go and look for the maids.
He found them easily enough, three were asking the other servants of Isobel to move Isobel's belongings in, as the other three and Hosterns, the Castle's butler placed the other new occupants. The people were many but it was a good thing the Castle was build massive to accommodate hundreds of people. The men would have to make do as the women would share private rooms. It would suffice for a while, thank God it was the beginning of spring and not Winter.
No sooner had Kurz left than he was back with Isobel's maids. The six girls were strictly trained in Interstellar ways and kept a respectful distance from the male masters. Isobel had named them after gemstones. Ruby, Jade, Pearl, Amber, Opal and Beryl. Ruby was the head maid and quickly had the other girls move in the two temporary trunks they had brought with them from the ship.
Four of the girls unpacked the trunks as the remade the bed, they covered in with the softest cotton sheets, pillows and mulberry silk duvets. They tried to make the bed as comfortable as possible for their miss.
The other two girls quickly got into the business of undressing Isobel as Abbas and Kurz watched on with interest. Of course they were going to watch, she was their legal wife and they had scroll documentation to prove that. Isobel on the other hand was not sure if they were supposed to be in the room. She knew that she was to marry them, but all the books in her library and the memories of the previous Isobel clearly stated that a maiden was not to be seen naked before her wedding night. But she could have missed a Cronia law about that as Isobel's memories were severely lacking in that.
"Are you men supposed to be here? I am a maiden."
"Oh yes honey, we can definitely be here. And no, you are no miss anymore for the King of Cronia had already signed a marriage scroll between you and us." Kurz explained with a smile as Abbas removed the scroll from a trunk underneath the bed.
"Oh, that is fine then." Isobel said after she saw the scroll. That was the evidence of her marriage. She 001 was now a married woman. The books were right, Dreams do come true.
She let the girls continue to strip her, and as each piece of cloth feel, the men's crotches got harder. By the gods! What garments was she wearing? They wondered. How could tiny pieces of unknown fabric look so enticing? The maids stripped her of all clothes and she stood there in front of them in all her naked glory but for a pair of stiletto heels and sheer black hosiery.
"By gods, is this what was hidden behind that dress?" Kurz could not help but exclaim in utter amazement.
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Bride Of The Two Warlords
Historyczne001 transmigrated into a medieval princess who was on her way to an arranged marriage to two grassland warlords. She uses the resources at hand to save her life and make a difference in this new life. PS: Medieval overhead background, parallel plane...