As you are cleaning the king’s study, suddenly two guards burst in. “Maid Layla, come. You have been summoned by the king” one says gruffly. You stand in fear and shock for a moment, uncertain what is happening. They quickly escort you to the throne room. As you enter, the King stops talking to his frowning advisor and looks at you as you curtsy deeply.

Hello Layla (he purrs) I’ve had my eye on you for quite some time… and now I have a proposition for you. How would you like to become the latest consort in my harem?