1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty: Betrayal of the Father


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    said, giving a bow. “Though you should leave your women behind. This is a matter for men.” “I never go anywhere without at least one beautiful woman at my side,” Kyle grinned. “And Britney is my chief adviser, so she will need to be with me.” “But she is a woman.” Britney let out a growl at the contempt in the old man's voice. She pushed down the blue pantaloons she wore, exposing her cock. “Does this get me in?” The old man blinked. “Er, I guess it does.” Britney nodded. “Ms. Capello, Shannon, and Chyna will come along. Kyle does need constant feminine companionship or he's no use at all.” “They will have to wait outside the chambers. Unless they have...” The Vizier's eyes fell on Britney's cock, the old man swallowing. “Fine,” Kyle sighed. How long will it take to convince the Genies that women could contribute as much as men? “Zaritha will come as well. She knows the working of Rashid's court better than anyone.” Kyle fixed the Vizier with a steady gaze. “So she will join us in the counsel.” His voice was hard. Kyle knew he would have to shape the Genie slowly, allow them to accept his changes gradually, but he needed Zaritha's input. Kyle fixed his eyes on the Vizier, dominating the man like he would a submissive woman, forcing the old man to concede. The Vizier bent before his strength. “Very well. Follow me.” Kyle's group followed the Vizier, turning right as Aaliyah followed the Chief Eunuch deeper into the apartments, the three concubines trailing after her. ...
    Aaliyah would be safe. Those three were far more deadly than they appeared. Besides, nothing will happen here. This is Aaliyah's home. And the Jann have already pledged to support me against the Marid. But he had almost lost her twice. He was never going to let her go anywhere without guards if he wasn't with her. They had too many enemies now. The halls of the Jann's palace were made of polished, brown stones of various hues. Their slippered feet swished down the hall. Kyle wasn't a fan of the slippers, but he was trying to fit in and adopted the Genie's garb. If he was going to rule them, he needed to appear like them, to make the transition easier to accept. It was Britney's advice. She stalked next to him, her dagger tucked into the waistband of her pantaloons. Britney's body moved with her predatory grace. Zaritha strode at his other side, the Ifrit wrapped in red silks, her hips undulating with her own, deadly grace. The war room was built of sapphire crystal, standing at odds with the brown stone hallway. Sapphire blocked the Genie's telepathy and scrying powers. It would be private in there. No communication in and out. Flanking the entrance were a pair of the homunculi made of compressed dust, guarding the door, each holding a wicked-looking polearm. Kyle thought it might be some type of halberd, with the ax-like blade. The doors opened and the vizier bowed, holding his arms out to his side and ushering Kyle to enter. “Stay out of trouble,” Kyle grinned at his three ...
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