Pharaoh's First Love

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Shelyn smiled. "Jin come sit here." Points to the chair near her. "Today we are going to start with position."

Jin hurried over and sat. Smiling. "What does that mean?" All so excited to play today.
Shelyn moved and positioned Jin so his back was pressed to the chair straight and firm. "No looking down. Chin up. Use your fingers to remember the way we played yesterday."
Jin a bit nervous. Nodding as he strummed the high note. Shelyn giving a high song to match. As she sat upon her desk. She wrote out a list of small chores such as laundry and meals. A few errands in town or at the garden.  The next thing was her list of ways to prove Mirien wasn’t good. But lying of being pregnant would harm her relationship with Calion for sure. She wasn’t sure what to do...maybe she would get alone with the woman and risk herself. Even still...Calion would toss her aside instead. Not like he loved her. She was just the woman he decided to have a child with...she tore the second paper. Sighing
Jin continued his strokes. Messing up and starting over.
Amarie was straightening up the room which hadn’t been used in some time. Taking down fabric curtains to be washed later and replacing them with fresher ones. Naturally she quietly hummed, barely able to be heard, as Jin played, but heard the ripping of the paper and the look upon Shelyn’s face as if the woman had momentarily given up hope. She bit on her inner cheek, trying to think of something to implicate Mirien although it was very unlikely Mirien would fall into a trap. Truthfully Calion granted a lot of freedom to his concubines, although one law he expressly enforced was that his concubines could /only/ sleep with him until they were released. Even if that meant the concubines would go 5 or 10 years without physical touch in such ways. This of course was true for Mirien, though who knows how faithful she had been, after all, spreading her legs to get ahead in the world was what she was good at. Amarie quietly thought of an idea, although she’d need to speak with Shelyn privately for her thoughts and opinions.

“It’s best I don’t I was planning on speaking with Aoi on this matter. Besides, so soon after breakfast and I might get a cramp.” Calion said, taking her hands and unwrapping them from his midsection as he turned to face her. Sure, he could have been blunt and told her off, but he didn’t see the reason in making her an enemy or rubbing Shelyn in her face. He could be kind and diplomatic about matters. “In any case you’re busy woman usually, no?” He raised a brow, his eyes searching for Aoi, but thus far haven’t found him.

The woman, a bit shorter than Calion in her heels looked up to him with piercing eyes, her nails gently gliding down his chest as she pouted. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you use that excuse before, Cal.” She stepped closer, lightly nudging her thigh between his legs, applying pressure against his member as she kept her eyes up at him and leaned in to kiss against his neck and spoke in a light whisper. “Don’t you want to use your dirty whore? We can be quick… I promise you it’s tighter than you remember.” She licked his neck, her hair hiding it from others around the room. “And if it’s not to your liking… you can use that other special place you accidentally slipped into so many years ago.” Her hot breath wafted up to his skin.
Shelyn stood. Giving Jin a bit of a nudge. "Do not look down. Be confident." She insisted. "Amarie keep him busy for me? I need to run out for a moment." She replied and shuffled off. Exiting the room and Calion's living area.  Passing the guards with a polite good morning.

Aoi running into her. Dressed as a woman still. "There you are. I have been looking for you. Come along~" he sang. Linking her arm in his as he pulled her along down the hall. "I was just thinking of how I would love a bundle of beautiful roses. Long stem of course. As white as snow." He gabbed on as they walked.
Shelyn was just caught off guard by the suddenness of Aoi showing up.
The two walked towards where Calion should be looking for Aoi.
Those words caused a bit of warmth to seep up against his skin, after all it was difficult to not imagine the things she was saying even if he had no intentions of following through. After all, he’d made a promise with Shelyn and so far, she had always agreed when he initiated such acts with her, so much so the poor girl gave her body to him three times the day prior. “Now really isn’t the time Mirien. If I’m being honest with you though Shelyn has been taking care of such things for me, it’s not why I’ve come out here today.” He said back to her, not trying to be harsh or mean to her, but simply trying to tell her that his needs were being met and in short he didn’t need her in such ways.

Of course, she knew Calion well enough to know that even when he said ‘no’ that she could always persuade him into saying yes. The pharaoh was so very weak after all, she need only bend herself over and spread herself for him and knew that his curiosity wouldn’t be able to withstand it. This was cut off by Calion saying ‘Aoi? Shelyn?’ His brows rose in surprise seeing Shelyn out here. Naturally he knew she didn’t like Mirien, but out in the common areas of the palace such things couldn’t be avoided. With a smile he lifted his hand to signal to them.
It was at that moment Mirien darted her eyes in a momentary glare at Shelyn before she put on a fake smile and took Calion’s hand, entwining her fingers. “Surely she must be lost? I can’t imagine she would have any business around these men. The poor dear, she certainly looks extra ragged this morning, perhaps you’re overworking her, hun.” She teased lightly insulting Shelyn’s looks while she herself had had servants spend over an hour fixing her hair and makeup so early in the morning.
Shelyn was brushed and neat as always. Still no makeup despite Aoi insisting she start wearing it.
Aoi delighted. Still in arms with the girl. "Brother guess who found on my way to find you?" He smiled. "I had to come all the way here to tell you I plan on stealing your little doll. I want a dozen if those beautiful roses she grows." As oblivious as ever. Either that or he 2as too busy running away from the ranks to play hooky for a bit.