Sabian got to the hallway that would lead to the room where the queen usually had her fun. No one was allowed entry unless under the invitation of the queen. Sabian had always wondered what went on in that room with intense curiosity. It haunted him so much and it was made worse because he didn't want to go around asking. He could only hope that one day, Queen Vassi would invite him in with her own mouth.
Now the day had come. He couldn't wait to see the room of debauchery.
Sabian adjusted his collar and wiped some invisible dirt off his cuirass. They were prepping for war so all the soldiers were always dressed in their armor now –including him.
