On the top floor of the Hanging Tower, in a room reserved for priestesses, Vincent was kicked out of bed.
He tumbled onto the floor in a sorry heap, but dared not get up immediately. Instead, he knelt, prostrating himself before the woman slipping on an outer robe on the bed—
Although Drow society had no explicit rule requiring obedience to a priestess like a loyal dog, most of the time, it still treated male Drow as assets rather than outright pets.
Some men could even earn the respect, or adoration, of women through exceptional martial skill.
Take Christian, the Kling Family's Master of Arms. Thanks to his handsome face, powerful physique, superb fighting skills, and prowess in bed, the Spider Silk Family's Matron Mother had not sacrificed him after his arrest.
Instead, she had given him a chance to betray Kling. He had revealed the Kling Family's hiding place and ultimately remained at the Matron Mother's side as her new favorite.
At least within the Spider Silk Family, only the Matron Mother could treat him disrespectfully.
Of course, Vincent was merely the captain of an outpost's scouting party. He could hardly compare himself to a consort who answered to only one person.
If he displeased the priestess before him, she could always find some excuse to punish him, such as "stepping through the door with your right foot first." Then it would be more than simply being drained dry—
Spiders would crawl through his throat and esophagus, and the silk they spun would invade his organs and spill from his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.
No one wanted to die under that kind of torture.
"Well done, Vincent." Sarah stepped into a pair of pristine white high-heeled sandals. As she walked, her long legs showed through the slit in her