Queen Bastet gave birth to her second son, Pili, and Emil finally smartened up (after getting yelled at), and found out he likes having a son.
And then there came a pair of unknown sims…
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The visitor was a pale slip of a girl on the cusp of womanhood, dark-eyed and lanky.
Behind the girl stood a heavily muscled slave with bedroom eyes and sun-kissed skin.
Girl: “Are you Queen Bastet? You look like you should be, but you never know; everything sort of looks the same around here!”
Bastet: “Guilty as charged! Who are you again?”
Girl: “I’m Temulun of Themysimra! Gosh, Majesty, me and Toro been looking for you for ages!…Got lost a bunch of times, took a wrong turn at someplace called “Strangetown”; won’t bore you with the details of that freakshow…anyhow, here we are!”
Bastet: “You say that like I should know why you’re here…”
Temulun: “Oh snap! Yeah, sorry! So Themysimra sent me! Seems the High Priestess at our Temple of Athena had a dream about you so she scrounged me and Toro up lickity split to come help out!”
Bastet: “A skinny little womanchild and one slave?”
Temulun: “Well, you know, short notice, right? Don’t worry though, they’re going to have tournaments and all that jazz, put together a proper envoy for you eventually…I wouldn’t hold your breath though, bureaucracy, right? It’ll take them ages to organize that.”
Bastet: “Oh, okay…well, do you have any skills or anything?”
Temulun: “Umm…not so much…but I really like books!”
Temulun: “Oh yeah! Speaking of books; I brought this for you! It’s the latest edition of How to Amazon by Love Jess II…be careful with it though, yeah? It’s a signed copy.”
Bastet: “For reals?! OMG, thank you Temulun! Wow, that’s exactly what I was wishing for, like, 5 minutes ago!”
Suddenly the young queen’s skepticism at receiving the girl and her slave turned to elation; here at last was the answer to all her worries!
Temulun: “The High Priestess said you’d need a stud to sire your first daughter, too; she said you’d had a bit of a run of boys? Yeah, that can happen, especially if you’re not following the rules properly…”
Temulun: “…so she sent Toro of Hispania for you; he’s a proper breeding slave, she said he’d ‘fill your womb with the future’, which sounds a bit creepy if you ask me, but it should work so long as you remember to sacrifice him afterwards.”
The young queen knew that such things were practiced among the Amazonian Royalty, to varying degrees, but as a temple servant to the Goddess of Wisdom, she’d never been personally exposed to that side of the culture before.
Bastet: “Athena is a deity of art and justice…she does not demand sacrifice!”
Temulun: “Majesty, all gods require sacrifice now and again, even really forward-thinking ones like Our Lady! The writ is crystal clear on this, sorry; if you want to bear a mighty princess, you must sacrifice a worthy offering…that’s just how we roll.”
Bastet: “Oh dear…and you think that’s why I’ve only had boys?”
Temulun: “Um, yeah…I mean, those are the rules, right? Athena likes it when people follow the rules!”
The Queen felt her stomach turn to knots; she didn’t even kill bugs if she could help it! How was she supposed to sacrifice a man? Men were a lot bigger than bugs!
Bastet: “Okay, well, no hurry, right? I mean, I did just have a baby!”
Temulun bit her lip; it was probably best to save the news about Tribal Sons for later.
Temulun: “You betcha Majesty…but, you know…maybe don’t wait too long? I mean, you don’t want to get attached.”
The girl sent a significant glance over to where Emil and Kadhi were loitering in the background (talking about Emil’s massive catches).
Bastet smiled nervously, hoping the girl couldn’t see her discomfort…surely she wouldn’t be asked to sacrifice Kadhi or Emil? They were her family!
I do intend to play a bit fast and loose with the rules for the sake of the narrative, but it’s still going to have that slightly feral Amazon flavour (up to and including sacrifices; eep!)
Toro of Hispania credit: “Sergio**Torres” by TEXASTWANGTONYA
Temulun of Themysimra credit: “Asian Woman-Yoko Nagori” by RainbowLuma
Toro was not chosen for his excess of brains, apprently.