A Marriage of Convenience: Adeleh/Erik
The slave girl kept walking behind the two men, in complete silence as she heard Daroga warning Erik. Telling him to be careful with his words when speaking with the Khanum. Adeleh played with the fabric of her attire as they got closer to the throne room.
Erik rolled his eyes at Nadir’s words.
“You worry too much, Daroga,” he said. “And put too little faith in my ability to be civil. I shall treat the Khanum with the respect I have always shown her.”
“Hah!” was the only thing Nadir said in response. It was enough. Erik gritted his teeth.
“I show your queen the respect she deserves, Daroga. I recognize how hazardous to my health she could be, should she see fit. But today, I will have to decline her offer for a different wife. Adeleh shall be as close to the ideal companion for a wretch like me. The Khanum shall have to accept this and that is my final word.”
“I cannot enter with you,” Nadir said when they reached the doors of the harem. “May Allah have mercy on you both.”
“I do not need mercy,” Erik said. “What I need is the Khanum to realize that she has given me all that I deserve and more in Adeleh.”
Before they entered the queen’s apartments, Erik turned to face Adeleh. He studied her curiously from beneath his mask.
“Do not be afraid, my dear,” he told her. “I will not let you be harmed.”
And with that, they entered the Khanum’s apartments, greeted by the heady incense and perfumes that filled the air. Lounging upon her throne, was the Khanum herself.
“Madame?” Erik said. “You summoned us?”