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An Oriental Fantasy

The Emir reclined in his Chair of State; he was a man of late middle age with wise brown eyes and many laughter lines. His beard was full and streaked with grey; he was sipping a sherbet.

There was a stir and much murmuring at the audience hall door. A plump – nay, fat – chamberlain hurried forward and bowing low, said, “Mighty Lord, your Vizier seeks audience….” The Emir raised his hand and beckoned, the chamberlain still bowing and stepping backwards signed to the door warden to admit the Vizier.

The Vizier was a frail old man of many summers advanced, supporting himself with his staff of office. In a surprisingly strong voice he asked, “May I approach, O Mighty Lord?” The Emir who loved this old man said, “Come forward, O Fount of Wisdom and Support of My Throne.” The Vizier approached close to the Emir, because the Vizier was as a second father to the Emir, and he was allowed privileges given only to equals.

Speaking in a much softer voice he said, “My Prince, knowest thou that thy favourite wife, and my own beloved niece, the Princess Willow hath 25 years this very day.” “Hath she indeed,” said the Emir. “Hmm, what doest thou advise?” “My Prince, thou knowest that thy Willow loves thee greatly and mourns that affairs of state keeps her from thee. Grant her the privilege of entertaining thee in a manner of her choosing.” The Emir with a smile, clapped his hands and said, “Let this be done.”

The Vizier left the audience hall after instructing the chamberlain to clear the hall, as the Princess would be unveiled. He walked to the Emir’s harem, knocked at the entrance; a wicket in the door opened and the Harem Mistress looked out. Seeing the Vizier, she instructed the slaves to open the door.

The Vizier entered and said to the Harem Mistress, “Our High and Mighty Lord desires the presence of the Princess Willow: lead me to her.” The Harem Mistress bowed her acquiescence, turned and lead the way to an inner chamber; there she despatched another slave to inform the Princess that her Uncle the Vizier wished to see her.

The Princess hurried out, as she hoped that the Vizier bore a message from the Emir her husband. “What news hast thou, mine Uncle,” she asked, looking rather nervous. The Vizier smiled, “The Prince your husband graciously awaits your presence and the divers entertainments that you offer.”

“But now tell thou to me, Niece, the nature of the divers beguilement that you offer your sovereign lord.”

“I will enter the audience hall with mine attendants, and with musicians in the blind gallery. I will dance while mine attendants remove my own garments with their whips, leaving my very skin unblemished.” “Hmm,” quoth the Vizier, “And the next…?”


“As the dance continues, Uncle, the attendants’ change their whips for the Dragon’s Tail, heavy straps with a six inch slit at one end, which as you know is generally used to punish disobedient concubines and wilful wives, and the straps will be used on my back, my buttocks, and my thighs until I collapse in supplication before my Prince….”
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