When I first came to Sanctuary I fought every rule, every interaction, every command. I hated that I'd been sold into slavery to some debauched Warlord. I was determined to hate him and everything around us. But instead of crushing my resistance, as he so easily could have, he'd bowed to my fearful anger and allowed me time. Almost a year of uninterrupted time to get used to the harem, to watch and process everything around me. Silas didn't make a single demand. The only thing he asked was that I have protection and not permanently leave the harem.
Gradually I got to know and love the women. I was baffled by their acceptance of the s****l side of their job. But then I began to understand that the binary, monogamous way in which I was raised isn't the only way. That the women of the harem
