"I ran away. My father wanted to get more land so he arranged for me to be a concubine to the sultan," Carla said. "So, I ran away."
I nearly dropped my cup of coffee after hearing her begin her story. Good thing, Jacob was fast enough to assist me. "Are you still a bit faint?" He thought it was because I was tipsy.
"I'm fine," and motioned Carla right away. Her story was just like mine. "Wouldn't your father suffer repercussions if the arrangement does not go through?"
Carla crossed her arms, "No. He will just not get the land that he wanted. The sultan had many… I mean several women in his harem already. I could not believe Father, why would he do that? Doesn't he love me?"
I sympathized with Carla. The questions that she was asking were the same ones that I had after my father broke the news of my betrothal to Prince Eric. I sighed.
"Those men, do you know them?" Jacob asked.
