Everywhere there was cheerful laughter, music and the tramp of dancing couples. The holiday was in full swing. And nobody cared that it was already long past midnight, because the harvest was removed, and now it was possible to relax a bit before the onset of cold weather. It was a great time, carefree and easy, when you knew that your barn was packed with hay for the winter, that the basements contained stocks of salted meat, and vegetables and fruits were stored for storage.

Young boys and girls chirped merrily, flirted, and the most courageous retired in the nearby forest in order to indulge in more exciting activities.

Near the lake sat a pair of lovers, who passionately kissed, hugging tightly, as if they were afraid of losing each other. The girl's hair was streaked with golden curls on her back, her eyes sparkled with passion, and her lips swelled up with hot kisses of her beloved. Her amethyst eyes darkened, and her chest heaved intermittently as he pressed her tightly against him.

- Alyonushka, my love! I can't wait to rightfully call you my wife! It seems that this time is so stretching ... - the young guy whispered, again fervently kissing his narrowed, as if trying to drink all her soul.

- Be patient, two months left, dear ... My father thinks that November is the best month for a wedding ... And there, I will be completely yours! - she flushed from her words, because her parents were quite strict, and now Alan miraculously escaped from their vigilant control to see her fiance Gregory.

Grisha was a blacksmith in their village, and the enviable groom, as he was tall, was broad-shouldered and muscular, and he also had blond hair and bright blue eyes. And despite the fact that, like most of the villagers, he had little money, but he prevailed with a clear mind, thanks to which he was able to accumulate certain stocks of funds in order to bring his beautiful wife into his house. The guy fell madly in love with Alenushka while still a teenager, and has since tried to win her love. And his efforts were crowned with success, when the beautiful woman reciprocated.

However, her parents were not very happy about their marriage, prophesying to her husband the merchant from a neighboring village, who was rich, but cruel and lazy. But money was important for old people, as they wanted their daughter to not need anything. They argued and quarreled for a long time, and just recently parents gave up when the young men threatened to flee in order to marry secretly. There was nothing left to do but appoint a wedding day, and now the lovers were in seventh heaven, looking forward to the long-awaited day.

- Love you! - Grisha whispered, again covering the girl’s lips with his mouth, and his hands gripped her and sat on his lap. Now he could more frankly caress the girl camp by touching Alena’s breasts, which caused the girl to breathe intermittently, and flushed, allowing his fiancé to take such liberty.

“Grishaaaa ...” she moaned when the boy gently squeezed her nipple, buried in her neck.

- I swear to God, my love, you will drive me mad ...

And they again merged into a kiss, forgetting about everything, enjoying each other, when their world was suddenly filled with terrible cries and a flash of bright light.

They were attacked in their village. The horsemen dressed in chain mail swept away everything in their path, setting fire to houses that were flashing bright flames, chopping men and old men, and the second group caught frightened girls, driving them into a ring in the middle of the village.There were many horsemen, it seemed that there was no end to them, and everywhere you look, you will come across Herod. The fun was replaced by cries of pain, the death agony of dying and crying girls. The earth was covered with blood, the young men died immediately, because no one could give a proper rebuff to the attackers, who shouted phrases in their own language.

- Stay here! - whispered Gregory, crawled to the nearest bushes to consider the situation. Alyona scaredly pressed her hand to her mouth, her heart was pounding wildly now from fear. She could not believe that this was actually happening, and the most terrible thought for her was the thought that she might lose her lover.

- Grisha ... Do not go there ... let's run away ... we can do nothing to help our people ...

- Shhh, honey ...

The girl was shivering from the chill of the cold, trying not to betray her presence, but all hopes were dashed as several strangers descended to the shore to wash the blood off their hands.

- Look, what little bird we almost missed! - There was a joyful exclamation in a strange language, and the rest laughed, starting to surround Alain and Grisha, who jumped to his feet, and blocked his bride. He was much larger than the aliens, but unarmed.

The girl looked around in horror, noticing with horror that other men arrived, crowded around them.

- We will get a good payment for her ... Take her and kill her! - grated one of them, apparently the main one, and waved his hand.

Alyona screamed when the first men rushed towards them, but Grisha was able to resist them for a while, dodging their curved swords, which nevertheless walked several times over his skin, causing his shirt and pants to be painted with blood. Suddenly one of the swords slashed him on the shoulder, and the second one on the leg, and the young man with a groan fell to the ground, and a sharp dagger pierced his chest. Alyona screamed wildly, but strong hands clasped her around the waist, and dragged her to a group of frightened girls. She fought back, scratched and bit, but a friend felt a strong blow to the head, and the utter darkness swallowed her ...

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... Said, with a contented smile, lay back on the pillow, breathing heavily from violent coition. His new concubine surpassed all his expectations. Dark-skinned, like chocolate skin glistened with sweat, and was smooth as he liked, his magnificent breasts with dark nipples attracted him, and he, having rolled over, began to suck again the hardened peaks, causing Jamba to purr, spreading his slim legs for his skilled hands . The girl was again ready to take him in, which made Said instantly hardened, despite the fact that she had already mastered her twice before. With a growl, he covered her supple body, and promptly pierced, tearing a groan of pleasure from her lips. Their bodies resembled milk and chocolate, numerous pillows were thrown off, the bedspread was crumpled, but nobody cared. The whole room was filled with the smell of sweat and sex mixed with the scent of exotic flowers that came from the inner garden.

And only in the morning Said released Jambu, who was immediately taken away by his closest eunuchs working in the main harem at his palace. Said was the Sultan for more than five years, his father died, and before his death, handed over his throne to his eldest son. Now he owned not only the country, but also all the harem that his father possessed. And Said was a lover of girls. In the first year of his reign, he often amused himself with his father’s concubines, who now belonged to him, and then sent his men to the markets to bring new beauties to him. Of course, he kept the harem in a more perfect condition than his father, tried to take care of the needs of his concubines and was a passionate and restless lover.

Five years passed like this, he recently married his younger sister Leila to his adviser Miraid, and was pleased with this, but he did not intend to get married in the near future.

- Miraid, my brother, what fate? - he asked, throwing a spacious bathrobe, and having sent his maids, who, bending down to the floor, went back to the door, where they turned and left, closing the door quietly behind him.

- My Sultan, dear Said! Counselors again asked about your choice ...

- Allah help them! Why, I already said that among my concubines there is no one who would be honored to become a sultana! As for the heir, I already have three daughters, but I still could not achieve a son, but we still have time, Miraid!

- Yes, my lord, of course ... However, you yourself must understand that your position is now less stable and your uncle is trying to claim the throne ...

- Yes I know ...