Marsiel

Marsiel's words carried a profound meaning, implying that loyalty could not truly be believed in until it was tested. Her demeanor made it clear that she was no ordinary concubine. Lady Elbuanur slightly furrowed her brows at her daughter's statement but refrained from saying anything.

"I'll note that as an interesting perspective," I said to Marsiel.

Then, I began walking toward the concubine quarters. Guided by Lady Elbuanur, we proceeded into the grand halls of the concubine palace. The hall, with its high ceilings and intricate decorations, was a reflection of elegance and grandeur. Rows of concubines stood silently between marble columns, their heads bowed and hands clasped respectfully in front of them. The curiosity and tension in their eyes intensified the atmosphere of the place.