At an elegant table sat five beautiful women. They were supposed to be chatting quietly while enjoying a pleasant dinner.
But the food on their table was untouched and getting cold; none of them really felt like eating right now.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Everyone's mood was very different, and no one had spoken in a long time.
"T-this is terrifying. I never thought something like this would happen, let alone that it would be Stella." (Avelia)
Finally, as if she could no longer bear the silence, the first to broach the inevitable topic was the woman with horns and ears resembling those of a cow.
She was Avelia, the seventh concubine, and her face betrayed clear concern and a certain fear.
They were all in a communal area.
It was the best restaurant in the harem, and only the queens and the top 15 concubines usually came here to spend time.
Avelia shouldn't have felt very afraid, since not far from her table were her maids, who had been sent by her family.
