Chapter 148: Property of the Supreme Lord

Cassian stared at Veyce with a stunned expression.

Concubines.

Every person in this grand hall—every graceful, terrifying, impossibly poised figure was a concubine of the Supreme Lord?

His gaze swept across the room, heart pounding. There were more than a thousand people in this court. A sea of radiant faces, each glowing with otherworldly beauty and power. And they all… belonged to him?

His breath caught. He reached for his tea, but his hand trembled too much to lift the cup. The image of Dorian from the night before flared in his mind...those cold, unreadable eyes, the way he had touched him like he was already claimed.

A wave of nausea rolled through him.

"Veyce," Cassian whispered, barely finding his voice. "How—how can there be so many? Is this real? Is this… his harem?"