Chapter 789 Catching Up With the Four (Part-1)
As Alexander named his current youngest daughter, Ophenia, he also noticed that she had inherited her mother's natural blonde hair.
Though currently they were only thin, wisps whose color would seemingly change from blonde to brown to even black depending on the intensity of the light and viewing angle, Alexander knew they would become much more prominent as the little girl grew up.
And it was of course something that had not escaped her mother's notice, which she quickly brought up to Alexander.
"Master, should I dye her hair?" She had asked a bit fearfully, worried of all the possible consequences.
And Alexander did think about doing exactly that.
But then came to the conclusion that although there was indeed a bit of danger to it, the chances of anything happening were very, very small.
It would require someone with ridiculous luck and insight to be able to tie Alexander's daughter's hair to Amenheraft's former uncle Kafka, he being her grandfather.
Because only the Cantagenans knew that Agapios had taken his daughter to Adhania, and so only they would be able to deduce that Alexander could have possibly taken Ophenia.
No one in Adhania knew of this.
And would remain in the dark unless they were told specifically by that city state.
Hence the holy trinity of Cantagena, Adhan, and the mother daughter pair would have to all come together in the same place before there was even the slightest chance of any unforeseen events developing.
The likelihood of that was too low.
And besides, even if this was to occur, so what?
Alexander was no longer the weak, defenseless man from before.
He was confident that he would be able to handle situations that arose from the revelation that he had children related to the royal family.
So he replied firmly, "No. It would be too cruel for my daughter to grow up with dyed hair. She will show off the natural color she was born with."
And then turning to caress the beautiful woman's raven hair, he added,
"In a few years, I will even have you go back to your natural hair, I very much like that color."
This tender action drew a subsequent blush from Ophenia as she flushed, "Master, you…."
the curving up of her lips betraying her pleased heart.
But then with a forceful shake of her head, Ophenia claimed.
"There is no need, I quite like my new look. Besides, all the people know me like this. They will raise too many questions if I were to return to my original looks."
"Especially given the particular color of my hair."
Here she was referring to how blondes were usually equated to prostitution.
And so for a sacred priestess to have blonde hair, it would be too scandalous.
Many troublemakers might even spread that Ophenia had actually dyed her head blonde and use that to point her loose morals.
This was another small reason by she wanted to dye her daughter's hair too, as Ophenia was afraid that the little girl would get bullied like she had been.
"*Snort*, who would dare? Bring them to me and I will cut their tongues and feed it to them." And understanding her concern, Alexander contemptuously snorted, his eyes filled with rage.
This mere statement was enough to make Ophenia's heart be filled with satisfaction, as she gave a large grin, almost lighting up the room with her beauty.
At another point, Alexander had also asked,
"Tayin, do you wish that we call you Ophenia? There will be no problem now."
Frankly, Alexander could have restored her original name a long time ago, but since he really knew her as only Tayin, the name stuck and he did not bother to change it.
Until Ophenia expressed her desire for it.
But at Alexander's offer the girl simply shook her head, and giving a light smile, she said,
"No. Ophenia died on that battlefield. I'm Tayin."
It appeared she had wished to start her life anew with this new name.
And Alexander could understand that.
Over the course of their stay, Alexander of course told his wives of much of what had happened to him in the last six months.
About how he won the battles and got the city.
And this naturally included Lady Felicia and Fabiyana as well as the story of how Alexander got, in his words, tricked into taking her as his mistress.
Though it was something hard to sell to Cambyses who only sneered with derision.
"Heh! So… you got yourself a ahhh… childbride. I never knew you had ohhh… such taste. Wasn't Mean's body enough.. ehhh.. for you? She looks practically like …mmmnn… a child too… Nnnn."
The reason for her speaking like this was because, among all his wives, the very first one Alexander told was Cambyses, and to make sure she was in her best mood, he said it after a particularly rough session in bed, while Cambyses's head was still swimming in pleasure.
Thus currently Cambyses was resting her head on her husband's broad shoulder, totally bare, sweat tickling her many parts of her body as her chest ebbed and flowed due to the recent fierce exercise.
Her milky chest was being pinched by Alexander's mischievous hand, making it leak small drops of motherly liquid which were quickly scooped up and cleaned, either by Alexander himself or by
Cambyses who would be offered to lick them off his fingers.
While down below, the other hand worked to put a few naughty thick digits in her warm, wet kitty that Alexander had pumped full of his spunk, nonchalantly squirming inside it and producing lewd squelching noises while Alexander retold his story.
And as he talked, these fingers continued to work their magic- as they would sometimes simply play with the small tuft of hair on the pubes, sometimes they would trace along her sensitive lips, sometimes they would pinch and pull them apart, sometimes they would crush the sensitive pink bud, and sometimes they would violently stir everything inside up, turning everything in Cambyses's mind to muss and causing her to see white stars.
In this way, all these different levels of sensation managed to keep Cambyses's fire of lusting growing and had her distracted with pleasure.
So with her mind half clouded by lust, as well as with Cambyses herself also stroking with one hand that turgid organ which was currently wet with her juices after their lovemaking, she failed to pay even a tenth of her attention to Alexander's story.
Though in reality that was mostly because she did not care if Alexander took a ten year or even a one year old as his mistress.
He could have as many toys of whatever ages he liked for all she cared.
Cambyses felt that as long as the mistresses he took was not of impossible statuses, like queens or crown princesses, Alexander's adventures in bed with other women had little to do with her, for her place in the haram, having produced both a daughter and more importantly a son, was basically unshakable.
But though Cambyses said that sneered line as a joke, Alexander decided to punish in a similar way too, as hearing so without any warning he dove this thickest middle finger into the still tight puckered hole below while chiding next to her ear,
"How dare you slander your pure husband like that? It seems you have gotten too cheeky."
This sudden intrusion, combined with a strong pinch on her clit caused the woman to howl and arch her back, lifting her large butt directly up into the air, as she let out a magnificent torrent of juice upon reaching her climax, wetting the sheets.
Interactions such as this with the girls were actually quite common for Alexander, especially in the early days of their arrival.
Being away from their husband for so long, these girls were like hungry cougars and appeared to be constantly in heat, as they would try to get it in with Alexander at every opportunity.
And Alexander too responded in kind as he had been starved of any female companionship for six months of absolute abstinence, except that one night stand with Lady Felicia.
And coupled with a new mansion with loads of novel places to have an exciting tussle, Alexander and his four companions had so much sex it was truly something else.
They mated almost like rabbits for the first few weeks, trying all kinds of new things, in brand new positions, in exotic destinations, many times even to the clear knowledge of the servants who would pass by the door or even just a makeshift curtain from which strange moans and loud squeals of joy would drift out, along with wet, slapping sounds, leaving no one in doubt to what was occurring behind that screen.
The servants would then quickly pass that place with flushed faces, leaving their new masters and mistresses to enjoy, as well as muttering how lustful Adhanians were.
Because even though this mansion had seen much intimacy between couples, the act had always been done in relative secret.
For Tibias was a much more conservative society.
So for the servants, this was a very first, having never faced this before during Lord Ponticus or any of his ancestors' time.
But how was that any of Alexander's concern?
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