Will lust destroy a man, a family, and a kingdom?
In the land of Agnes, during the depature of King Jacob, Reuben the oldest son lays with the mother of his brothers Gad and Asher. Betrayal is quickly found out with Zabrina's banishment and the dethronement of serveral princes. Lust and succubi quickly flow through the city of Adam.
Gad and Asher become known as sons of a whore as their very brotherhood and lives come into danger. With suducing women from pagans to succubi with sexual herbs all the princes become the foucs of the kingdom. The twelve brothers must figure out what's truly happening as their dissloving bonds break into all out war among themselves.
Alluring music plays throughout the craved stone room. Many guests dance in their most fine robes and tunics or are taking to the fine dishes that are being served by the beautiful maidservants. The room is draped in fine cloth and pillows are scattered under the archways built out on the sides for people to lie under. Flames burn overhead to keep the room bright. Several men take to the drinks of wine; some of them stumble over themselves, laughing like fools.
Prince Asher Israel walks through the party hall of his older brother Gad. He looks past and around every person that lurks in the hall. He spots his older brothers, Simeon, Levi, Judah, Dan, and Naphtali all gathered around each other joking. Another sight then catches the prince’s eye. Three young women around his age are talking to each other in secrecy.
Asher is only eighteen years old. An athletically lean young man that possesses blue eyes that pierce the soul, black hair stroke forward and straight up and a handsome and charming face. He wears a fine white tunic and robe to the party. Asher gets a big smile on his face as he looks at the beauty of the three girls.
Asher then looks away, staring at the crowd before him. When he looks up at the throne there is nothing but a golden cup sitting there. The joy on Asher’s face vanishes in an instant. He lifts his head above the crowd, trying to find his full brother Gad. “Where is he?” Asher says to himself.
Asher notices as some of the guests move away from the corner on the right side of the throne there is a passageway. He quickly moves toward it, pushing himself through the crowd. He climbs up the three stone steps and runs through the open door.
The hallway is only the length of a few steps that take Asher into a small room which only has a table with candles on top and a carved out window. Standing at the window is Asher’s brother Gad. “There you are, brother.” Asher walks towards him.
The young prince looks back at the passageway and points at it. “Why are you not at your own coming of age party? You are missing all the fun.” Asher stops at his brother’s side who doesn’t hear a word he said. He gazes out the window at the night sky where only the moon and the stars in the black mist can be seen.
Asher places his hand on Gad’s shoulder, snapping him out of the trance he was in. Gad looks over at his brother. “Asher,” is all Gad can say.
Asher brings his focus back over to his brother. “Did you not hear me? You are missing your own party. You turn nineteen today why are you wasting your time staring at the stars?”
Gad is a bit bigger in strength and rougher than his brother, cold black eyes, slightly tan, dark black hair that is brushed forward and attractive almost dangerous face. He is wearing his finest robes of white and gold for the occasion. Gad grips firmly on the harden stone of the window. “I guess I just felt like being alone for awhile.” Gad speaks as if his very heart has been ripped out of him that moment. He stares down at his own hands.
“The man who does not even want to sleep alone,” Asher jokes. “I find that hard to believe.” Asher lifts his head up some. “What is going on with you? Everyone is here to celebrate your day?”
Gad stares at his younger brother almost as if he is angry to have him in his very presence. “I have just been having this feeling that something terrible is going to happen today. Something I cannot do anything about.”
Asher turns Gad to face him. He places both his hands on his shoulders. “Do not be ridiculous. On this day you have all the power of the kingdom, until the sun rises. That is our father Jacob’s gift to you. If there was something terrible to happen today you have the power of all of Agnes to do whatever you want about it. Now let us go to your party and enjoy ourselves with our guests and brothers.”
Gad smiles. “Fine, but Simeon and Levi better not start another fight like they did last year. I do not like having my maidservants washing perfectly good wine out of my clothes.” Asher takes his hands off of Gad. Gad places his hand behind his brother’s back, guiding him toward the passageway. “I am probably just imagining the bad fortune.”
“Of course you are.”
Meanwhile far on the other side of the palace, Reuben sits in his bedchamber, reading a book. A single candle lights a small fraction of the room that also reveals the ruby wall against the bed. Reuben the oldest of the princes, being twenty-five, possesses black curly hair, a well groom face with dark brown eyes, and a lean tone body that is wrap in a robe.
Footsteps come out of the shadows. Reuben closes his book. The prince stands up, tossing the book to the floor as he faces the sound. Queen Zabrina, the mother of Gad and Asher walks out of the shadows in a fancy assortment of colors. She is a beautiful woman despite being forty which has gotten her much favor with the king.
“Why have you called me here, Reuben?” Queen Zabrina asks. “Could this not wait or have you forgotten that your brother’s birthday is this very day?” The queen looks at Rueben in coldness, yet a wonder about his calmness to the situation.
“It could not wait,” Reuben answers her. “This is the last day my father will have left his palace to check on the lands of his nation. I needed to speak to you before he comes back from that journey. Please come closer.” Reuben’s eyes are completely focused on her, watching every step, every move of the hips, every inch that brings her closer to him.
Queen Zabrina stands only a foot away from the prince, being almost as tall as him in her heels. “Now what is it that you want?” she demands. Reuben pulls her close, pressing his lips against hers. Zabrina breaks away from him and slaps him hard across his face. “Have you gone mad? I am your father’s wife not some common prostitute found on the street. You should remember that.” Zabrina turns to leave when Reuben grabs her wrist. She turns around. “Unhand me!”
Rueben takes hold of her other wrist. “Listen to me,” Reuben tells her. The queen stops fighting for a moment, gazing into the prince’s strong eyes as her own trembles. “My father will not be around forever and when he is gone I will inherit the kingdom and everything in it.” Reuben spins her around, pressing her on his bed. “I know you want me too. You would not have allowed me to see you bathe if you did not.” Reuben kisses her again.
Reuben grabs hold of her head while Zabrina wraps her arms around the prince’s neck. Reuben then starts to kiss down Zabrina’s long neck as she lifts up her head to reveal more to him. Reuben slips off her crown and drops it to the floor.
Within moments, moans and the lust of sexually desire breach through the darkness. Hiding behind the door, hearing it all is young Joseph. Joseph gets on his feet when he hears the end and brushes off his knees. He runs down the hall, making as little noise as possible.
At Gad’s celebration, both Reuben and Zabrina enter the hall both in new sets of clothes. They move carefully while they observe the scene. Asher manages to break through the crowd, running over to them. “Glad to see you could make it, mother.” He looks over towards his eldest brother. “Good to see you too, Reuben.”
“You also,” Reuben responds.
“Good to see you, son,” Zabrina says as she gives him a hug. She takes a step back, keeping her hands on his shoulders. “Tell me how have you been? It seems like ages since we have talked.”
A wide smile comes across Asher’s face. “I have been fine mother and it is only been a week since the last time we saw each other. Besides today is not about me it is about Gad.”
She places her hands on his cheeks. “You are right. Let us go see your brother.”
“Actually I was just about to give Gad a toast,” Asher says. Asher grabs hold of his mother’s hand to guide her through the massive crowd. Reuben follows. They meet up with the rest of their brothers that are at the party who are under the archways on the right side, sitting on fluffy pillows.
Judah hands Asher a cup of wine, Simeon gives a
cup to Reuben, and Levi hands over one to Zabrina. Both Zabrina and Reuben both take a drink. Asher raises his cup. “Everyone, raise your cups for our prince.” Everyone in the room stops what they are doing and turns in the direction of Asher. As he said all the people raise their goblets.
“May we rejoice in my brother Gad’s journey into adulthood,” Asher announces. “He has been a good prince, learning and following in the ways of the king himself. May his life be blessed and the company that surrounds him be good and strong. Let this wonderful day only be one of the many great ones that shall be upon him.” Everyone cheers in agreement.
Gad watches the toast from his throne, holding up his cup. A small smile graces his lips as he hears the great praise. Gad sees that Reuben is the first to drink after the toast is done. Everyone else soon follows. Finally Gad himself drinks from his own golden chalice. Gad sticks out his cup. “Bring out the entertainment.”
Two men at the door bang down their canes. Everyone from the middle clears the way for the archways to make room for the many lovely dancers. The musicians from the upper floor begin to play engaging tones. The dancers come into the middle, performing their routine.
Asher sits down next to Simeon. Rueben and Zabrina sit behind the set of brothers, keeping their eyes low to their cups. “I cannot believe Gad would not allow me to play for him,” says Naphtali. “I could have played him my latest work of art.”
Simeon leans over towards him. “No one wants to hear your crap.” He swings his cup, spilling part of it on Naphtali’s robes. “A man wants to see girls dance for him, wanting only him.” He drunkenly laughs.
Naphtali pushes Simeon off of him. “Not all men are pigs like you, Simeon. Some men desire more than just a woman’s body. I desire the arts myself and Reuben is learning to be our next king.”
Zabrina and Reuben take a quick glance at each other. Levi shoves Naphtali from the other side then wraps his arm over his shoulders. “Talk all you want brother, but you only speak like that because you have a wife that settles your desires.”
Naphtali stares at Levi. “So does Simeon. Have you forgotten his wife Adara or has her looks made you go blind.”
“No, I have not forgot,” Levi declares. “But let us face it a man like Simeon needs as many wives as our father to settle his heat and that is no longer possible due to the new law.” He lifts up his cup. “More wine.” A lady servant walks over with a pitcher, pouring more inside his cup. “Now stay here in case I need more.” He begins to drink from his refilled cup.
Asher leans over with his hands on his feet. “Do you not think you had enough, Levi? We do not need another embarrassment at the castle.”
“Relax, I can hold my drink,” Levi tells his younger brother. He swirls the wine that is in his goblet. “Do not mistake me to have the strength of a woman, Asher.” He points his finger at Asher. “Unlike you, Gad, and Dan who put that crap in your hair to make it rise and lower like the sea.”
“It is hot water and gelatin and it gives a different look from the rest of you that look like you just came directly out the fields,” Asher responds. “We look much cleaner.”
“Whatever,” Levi laughs. “Our land is not about how a man looks.”
Reuben tugs Levi’s shoulder, grabbing his attention. “Listen to Asher. A man must keep his mind clear, least he make a serious mistake. Take it easy on the wine and do not do anything stupid.”
“Fine, fine.” Levi drinks all the wine in the cup in one gulp. He starts to laugh like a fool. “When it is my birthday I am going to have all of you drunk, including our little brothers.” Levi looks away. “It will be my day to rule and my rules.” He tosses his cup to the floor.
“You idiot,” Reuben proclaims. “Just be happy and enjoy the entertainment.” Reuben points to the dancers who are from a foreign land that dress in pink silk midriff-baring blouses and long skirts that drop to their feet. They swing ribbons of fabric through the air in various forms and shapes for their dance. A mighty drum ends the performance with all the dancers, kneeling down before Prince Gad. Everyone claps.
“That was quiet the party, young master,” Caleb says as he closes the door to Gad’s bed chamber. Caleb is an older servant that is completely bald that wears a long brown robe with a hood. He turns around to face Gad who has changed into his night clothing.
Gad stands by the candle light next to his bed. The large room possesses a bronze pillar at each corner of the bed and a side table that has a book and candle on top, a window on the right side of the table, and the walls are made of solid turquoise stone. “I am surprise there was no woman you wanted to take to your bed. I thought for sure one of them would be your type.”
“Have you forgotten our laws,” Gad responds coldly. He looks back at his servant with ice in his eyes. “My father taught me and my brothers’ seven laws never to break for the sake of the kingdom and our God. Do not break the laws of pride, greed, sloth, wrath, gluttony, envy, or lust. I plan to do what my father taught me.”
Caleb bows his head. “Excuse me, my prince.” He raises his head once again. “It is just that all your older brothers had a woman occupied them on their nineteenth birthday. Simeon actually had two. I just thought.”
Gad turns fully around. “You thought I be just like them. I guess you also forgot each of them were caught and were punished by my father. He forced all, but Reuben to marry those women so they would not go against the law. I will wait until I find the girl I love, lest I be like Naphtali who is just about ready to kill his wife.”
Caleb glances down then back up. “If it is still your will, prince, I will stand guard for you.” Caleb places his hands behind his back.
Gad sits down on his bed as he unstrapped his sandals. “You know I hate being alone. Keep watch until dawn then you can go to sleep. I should be fine after that. Make sure your eyes do not leave that door.” Gad lays down in his bed, throwing his covers over himself.
“Yes, your highness,” Caleb says.
At dawn outside the city of Adam the royal carriage heads for the capital by eight horses at full speed. Inside the royal carriage is the king, Jacob Israel. His kind black eyes stare at the upcoming wall that surrounds the head of his kingdom.