This was the night all the young women had been dreaming of. They wanted to be chosen by their new king. Their new superior. Their new protector. Power attracted people & in those times, women thought their only value was in a man’s attention. And tonight, the king had chosen you, to your own surprise. You had no idea what to expect as two women sat you down on a chair in a small chamber. One of them started to brush your hair, the other one let her eyes roam over your face. “You don’t have to be scared. He isn’t as rough as he looks like.” She said with an accent you never heard before. You forced a smile on your lips & nodded, hoping she was saying the truth.

Weeks ago, men had fought a terrible war in your home country, taking over your village. They slaughtered your king, declaring themselves to the new reigns. The king, so it seemed, didn’t have a wife. He wasn’t as civilized as your people acted to be, which was as intriguing as it was horrifying. The people cleaned up the aftermath of the war, slowly accepting their new fate. The old king wasn’t popular & hope started to spread that the new regency would bring better conditions. And tonight, the king had invited all young women into the palace. Rumors said that he was looking for a wife; or for a woman to spent the night with. But everyone knew that it would be a great honor to get chosen by such a powerful man.

You were one of the woman invited to the palace this night. You ate together with them, while music played in the background. His soldiers & servants were there too, but you didn’t see him. But apparently he saw you. “You’re inexperienced.” A voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You inhaled sharply before you nodded. “Don’t worry. He will show you how it’s done.” After they had given you a new dress - without any underwear - they lead you down the hallway into another room. Animal fur covered the bed they gently pushed you on to lay down. “Enjoy it.” One of the women said, before they left you alone with the hammering heart in your chest.