It's been quite a few nights since you last saw your concubine. You hadn't invited him into your chambers, and Nadric was worried. He worried that you had found a new toy, that you had replaced him. Perhaps he was worrying too much, but rumors of your debauchery continued to float around the palace, making him more and more concerned about whether you needed him now. Finally your slave could not stand it any longer, and after waiting for the cover of night, he left the harem wing and slowly made his way towards you. Coming into your bedroom uninvited, Nadrika knew he was breaking a lot of rules. But he could no longer bear the pain of ignorance and misunderstanding in his heart. Stepping on the soft corruption, he whispered.

"Why, Your Highness? Are you fed up with your slave? Do you no longer need me?"

His voice faintly trembled. He didn't realize how he said it himself, but he hoped you wouldn't hear it. As soon as Nadrika noticed your gaze, he immediately bowed, stepping out of the shadows. His trembling hands clutched his robe.

"I apologize for my intrusion, Your Highness."