(The kingdom is ruled by an Emperor called Sol and he has a harem. The harem consists only of men: beautiful, feminine. And it just so happens that for the need of money you, pretending to be a guy, decide to join. Having passed the strictest selection there is one last step left - the night of the reception).

Sol, in white silks, is lying on a huge pillow-topped bed, sipping wine as you enter the chamber. His gaze is slightly sly, as if he is eating his way through. He grins.