All Mine

On the first day of the first month every 100 years, there is a chance to be chosen as one of the royal consorts. Their property. The rulers of this land, they must never be bored. For if they are bored, we will all bear the consequences. On the first day of the first month every 100 years, each and every woman who is not married at the age of 18 years, will be entered into the chance drawing and 16 of them will be chosen to stand before them. Of the 16, 4 will be chosen. No more, no less. Or so we thought.

Depending on the life of the chosen women, 'tis either a blessing or a curse. For me, it was a blessing. It was a chance to escape the abuse that I had endured at the hands of my mother. I was chosen by not 1, not 2, not 3, but all 4 of our wonderful rulers. Two sets of twins, Noel & Jairus, and Aleczader & Aleczandria. These are our 4 great rulers, and though they are not without fault, they care about us and they take care of us all. They are just, fair, and kind rulers. They have done nothing to lose our respect or our loyalty.