[Location: Ahnek Royal Palace, King's Study]
It has been a few decades since slaver's attacked my sister, Ryanne. And yet, I find still in my kingdom that most hated institution called the 'Bordello'. Such a fancy name for a brothel. The Slavers work with the Bordello company to procure women for pleasure usage, of course without either the woman's family or personal consent. I must have sent patrols to destroy twenty or more this year. But what is more worrisome is that it has been reported my my intelligence chief that four of my Royal nights and their commoner squires were complicit in their operations just a few blocks from the academy.
Can you believe it? I have four nieces, guests from Tumal, that may experience the same kidnapping attempts as their own grandmother! Ryanne, no Louis, would go to war with me if anything happened to them. Because of this, I can only summon the offenders and personally take justice. After all, brothels in any shape are considered crimes against the State, or more appropriately, ME. However, I have a juicy punishment laid out for them. My father's old maid, and good friend of my sister's has just informed me that we've overlooked the assigning of servants to my nieces! Lady Mara has indicated that Duke Jote, who I suggested make engagement documents for the little treasures with approved candidates, wants to interview the candidates.
Quickly I wrote up twenty-four servant contracts and imbued them with my mana. Each contract required my approval before they could be released from their assignments, not even my children or wife can override this. There are a total of twenty squires serving the four idiots -- I mean future maids. Only twelve of them need to survive to ensure minimum coverage, but I hope that they'll all sign when they here the alternative. Signalling for the chamberlain to send the group to the throne room, I fixed my robes and doned that obscene weight we stupidly call a crown before gathering the papers and heading through the doors.
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"Here Ye! Here Ye! His Royal Highness has arrived. Bow!" I waved off the Chamberlain and ordered the twenty-four criminals to kneel. Guards were then positioned behind each of them before I spoke.
"Gentlemen, you serve at the behest of the State, do you not?" Nods from each of them occupied a few seconds before confusion at my cold tone showed on their faces. "Are you faithful Knights and Squires of Ahnek?" Again, nods fluttered down the line. "Oh, good, please sign this posting document I have for you. If you don't, you'll be considered a traitor to Ahnek and executed on the spot." The guards handed out the contracts and quills as they were provided to them by my chamberlain. Everyone signed. Good. "Please remain kneeling as I confirm you have signed the documents." I activated the magic of the contracts and felt the tug on my nieces. Screams echoed throughout the room as all but the four noble boys passed out from the high mana being forced into them as they were becoming women.
Nodding to the Chamberlain, I called out, "Please take these women to the Servant's Academy. In the auditorium Lady Mara and Duke Jote will be waiting. Inform them I have chosen the maids and personal assistants of my nieces. Do not tell them about the training crest - after all, it will dissappear on its own once they are fully quailified maids. By the way, please do inform the other Knights and Squires that they may either die or experience the joys of being a maid themselves should they defy my orders about Brothels and slavery again. They, however, may not receive such nice owners as my nieces." The cold aura I was emitting remained in the room until the last of the guards and new maids had left. I sincerely had hoped that my son was not in that group. Thankfully, that wastrel was only the Third Prince. I hope his example doesn't bring conflict with his brothers... Whatever, I'll just tell everyone that the squad died doing their duty in cleaning up a brothel. "Chamberlain, Please see to the destruction of the Bordello's holdings near the academy personally. Or you can join my son's group.... Send the women to my sister for protection and bury the men in Traitor's Field."