Nyra lounged on the opulent bed, a wicked grin playing on her lips as she beckoned the four women to approach. Her eyes raked over Argider, lingering on the reddening of her cheeks and the way she squirmed under the combined gaze of her new wives.
"Come here, my sisters," Nyra purred, crooking a finger at the group. "You do understand your role as wives, right? Even though the dear Emperor says you have a choice, she's a big pervert."
Argider's eyes widened in mortification and she shook her head vehemently. "W-We don't have to do it..."
But Nyra just smirked, her eyes glinting with cruel amusement. "Oh, I insist," she countered, her voice brooking no argument. "Calla, Orla, Reina, Serapina - come closer and watch. I want you to see how a proper wife should conduct herself."
