The two losing semi-finalists and the loser of the final would become concubines in the Golden Palace harem and would be used by the Emir from time to...time.The winner would be declared Special Concubine to the Emir and would have special privileges in the Golden Palace harem. The Emir had privately agreed with the Chief Eunuch that the only special privilege the Special Concubine would be a distinctive golden version of the Emir's harem costume which consisted of a short silk dressing gown. Not then. Chester had never put on airs, and so she’d never thought of him as “one of those rich people.”So she’d said “Yes”, and become Felicity Chumley.She also became suddenly rich, beyond her wildest dreams, which just couldn’t be ignored once she moved into the mansion.That hadn’t been the fur-lined basket she’d thought it would be. She had been right that people would hate her, and be jealous of her. She ignored that, and found new pursuits to use her intensity on. She and Chester started. You may get soaked to the skin. You’re fit, but there are some quite hard tasks to perform. You may have to cook a meal while the ship is pitching and rolling, and you may be seasick. You may be bored, and you may be frightened. On the other hand, there will be moments, like sunrise in the morning watch, which are sublime.”“The moon-path during the middle watch,” Candy put in, her eyes glistening.“Indeed. You’ll have to learn all sorts of jargon, and you’ll have to obey without question. Are. Like hell we would.Of course we started the next session right on coach's schedule. I found that I didn't have to help at all unless I just wanted to. I could kick my brain in neutral and go along for the ride. The rub was, I still felt every damned bit of it, so when he ran me til my legs felt on fire they really felt like they were on fire to me.It wasn't all that much fun just being a mental passenger in my body while someone else made it work, so after an hour or so of pouting I took.