The Legacy System

All three princesses were sitting close to each other, with proud and heavy cold looks on their faces, treating the whole World like it was beneath them.

When they saw Eric enter their quarters they lost their composure a bit, as they took one too many seconds to look at him and his build, but they quickly regained their senses.

Their regained clarity gave them a few points in Eric's eyes, but not much. While it might seem shallow Eric was rating them according to their appearance.

After all, he didn't have enough time to create deep emotional ties with them, and even less time to try and understand them by passing his time with them.

Of course, that might happen in the future, but right now he didn't have any high expectations towards them, or their relationships.

To Eric they were nothing more than additional women to his already budding harem. They would be just extra sheaths for his sacred sword.

The three of them weren't bad, if he had to rate them to 10 they would each get a 8, 7, 9 evaluation regarding their current appearance and standing.

The youngest one had a few extra points on her appearance, but one look at her and Eric could tell that she had been spoilt rotten.

She looked like the type that wouldn't even allow him to hit once if she knew it would hurt, and the big sisters seemed to be quite protective as well, so they would get in his way.

The most important point though was the fact that neither one of them seemed to be deterred, or obedient to him.

They looked like proud swans that had been forced to marry an ordinary swan, something that they couldn't accept, and wouldn't accept easily.

If Eric would want to have their minds, and bodies he would have to work hard, extremely hard.

But that wasn't everything, as there was one important point that made Eric extremely displeased with them, the moment that they started speaking,

"Master Eric, I need to make it clear right before we start, we have no intention of accepting this marriage if you bring other women than us in the bed chambers!

You can only have us three sisters for the rest of your life, and you can only get our bodies whenever we are ready and willing to do so!"

The one who voiced these words was the oldest sister, with aupburn hair, dark olive eyes, B-cups, a perky butt, and light makeup she looked better than average but not much.

The second sister had black hair, red luscious lips, and a good plump butt, only that her buns seemed to have reached just A-cups extremes, close but not reaching B-cups.

She seemed strong willed, and difficult to deal with, but she didn't object her eldest sisters words, and if it were worth anything, Eric could swear that she would fight the world if she were told she was flat.

The youngest of the three, had brown to redish hair, with the biggest rack of all three, reaching the limits of C-cups and with a bit of help she could easily reach D.

Her face was cute and childish for a 20 year old beauty, and her character just added to her look. She seemed childishly playful, and ready to trick or prank at any moment.

She obviously understood what was happening, but she hadn't even once tried to act dignified and cold, as she would repeatedly show scorn, or anger towards Eric.

Said in good words Eric was facing three headstrong and arrogant Young Princesses that the Sultan had gifted him, said differently Eric was facing three fire cracker like bitches with difficult personalities.

Thinking up to here, Eric showed a bright smile on his face, looked at all three of them with perverted eyes for a couple of seconds, and finally said,

"Heheheheheheheh~!

You three are so cute!

You actually think that you have control over your lives and fates, when you are just sold at a slightly higher price!

You better be prepared princesses, because the moment the marriage does go through, you are only going to be mine for the taking, and if you don't want to be thrown away better fix your strategy!"

The three beauties faces immediately went purple from rage at being treated like courtessans, and talk like that, but they werent able to say anything as Eric continued,

" I came this morning just to take a look at you three, to see if you were worthy of my 'little brother' and while you aren't really subpar, I will still accept a small lose to make friends with the Sultan.

I just hope that your bed skills arent as average as your looks!

Well, now that this is out of the way, I truly hope that you prepare yourselves, your minds, and your bodies to marry and become my properties, Princesses!"

With that said Eric turned around and left without even caring about the thoughts, looks, or even pressence of the three princesses.

…

"That darned bastard! I will fu*cking cut his di*ck off if he tries to do something to either of us, even on our wedding night!

I will kill that son of a gun!"

Once Eric had left their quarters, the three Princess could finally release their rage and fury, as they started cursing him and creating devious plans to torture him.

"His Majesty has warned that there can be no slip-ups, if you act you better make sure that you have everything under control, otherwise none of you will have a good future even if he lets you off!"

Just as the three sisters were about to curse Eric to the death, a melodious and esoteric voice resounded, reminding the three Princesses of their fate.

While they had already been briefed on what kind of importance Eric had in the eyes of the Sultan and the City-State, they still couldn't accept the fact they were sold to him like that.

It was good fate that they would be together in one household even after marriage, but they could and would never allow a man to treat them like normal noble women.

After the S-day, and their family's and brother's rise to power they had turned into real Princesses, living a life that was worthy of them, and now they were sold just like courtesans.

Furthermore, their husband wasn't some kind of Prince or Head of State, but just a mysterious and unknown brat of even more unknown origin.

His only good thing were the things he carried, which most probably he had found or chanced upon. Their future looked extremely bleak and uncertain.

What made everything worse, was the fact that their brother had made his mind, and there was no chance of things changing.

Since they could not do anything to their brother, their only target was left to be Eric. They had to make him give up the marriage and refuse them.

But that bastard was even more hateful than they had thought, treating him just like slightly more expensive courtessans.

Even if they complained about it to their brother, what could he do!? Could he ask Eric about how he was treating his future wives? That would just make him look like a bufoon.

But while the eldest ones were just releasing their frustration through their words and curses, they failed to see a look of pure evilness from their youngest eyes.

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On the other side, Eric had left the quarters in a bad mood. He had hoped for a different reaction and situation, he had heard that women in these place were extremely submissive and easy to bend.

Well, it seems like all he had heard was bullshit, but this didn't ruin his morning. After all, them being like that would just make the whole experience a bit more interesting.

He couldn't help but think of ways to divide and conquer them one by one, but right now he had more important things to deal with.

The Vezir, father of the idiot that had opposed him repeatedly, and the beautiful sl*ut that tasted his pill first, had called him for a visit.

This bastard!

He actually had the guts to call Eric to his place, and not go to Eric's quarters, this clearly showed he didn't view Eric on the same height as himself.

This clearly bothered Eric, especially since this fu*cker was the one at fault for having raised such useless children, but he still decided to accept the invitation.

With these thoughts in mind, he didn't waste time and slowly made his way towards the Vezir's quarters.

There was a small disagreement between his own guards and the Vezir's guards at the door, as his guards werent allowed to go inside, but Eric didn't really force his way in.

He just left the guards at the door, and entered inside, only to be faced with a great feast and a lot of beautiful maids inside the room.

There were also beauties wearing only thin and see-through clothes dancing and jumping around while looking at him and the other guests flirtatiously.

Yes, that's right, he wasn't the only guest in this feast. There were at least 10 more people, and while Eric recognised a few from the yester-nights gathering the rest were new faces, but clearly with same status.

The moment that Eric entered inside everyone turned their attention towards him, raining down their pressure on his body, as if doing that by instinct.

Eric could tell that this was the Vezir's way of testing his strenght, but he didn't really care, and he found no need of hidding himself.

In fact, if he were to show himself weak in front of these hyenas he was going to turn into their meal, he had to show them that he was a lion, their natural ruler.

With those thoughts in mind, Eric plastered a perverted smile on his face, as he pretended like the pressure wasn't existing at all, and made his way towards the Vezir, while looking at the beauties.

"You truly have a great taste and hobbies Vezir, you make this Young Master look like an amateur in front of a Master, even though I have been a great admirer of booze and beauty since I can remember!!!"