Grimoire, of course, caught wind of Yuffie's arrival and asked to meet her in his chambers along with Vincent. It was the evening time the next day. As Vincent promised, the living conditions were exactly as he described. Yuffie and Sephiroth were walking down the corridor towards Vincent's and Tifa's chambers. Yuffie was ready for anything that Grimoire threw at her. Like she said yesterday, she would give her life to Tifa. There was so much she wanted to catch up on with her friend, but now, she had to roleplay with her best friend's future king. The young girl put on a front, but Yuffie honestly didn't want to be Vincent's concubine. Not because of her dignity or the lifestyle. As contradictory as it sounds, Yuffie didn't mind the lifestyle of being a concubine, but the young prince seemed to not want to put on this stunt. For the first time, Yuffie saw genuine morals in a man and she hated to put him through this, she really did. But she cared for Tifa more, and that made her make her decision. There was no turning back at this point.

Sephiroth opened the double doors and motioned for Yuffie to walk in first. Vincent was at the balcony area drinking a glass of wine.

"Good evening Yuffie and Sephiroth." Vincent said, never turning around to face them.

"Good evening." Yuffie and Sephiroth said in unison.

Vincent turned and motioned for Sephiroth to leave the room. The silver haired man nodded and left the two alone. Vincent slowly walked up to Yuffie and stopped right in front of her.

"Are you sure you want to go through this?"

Yuffie nodded. "Yes. Don't worry about me. I've been through worse."

Vincent lowered his head as he took a big gulp from his glass. Tifa came from the bathroom dressed in her night gown. She looked over to her friend and instantly hugged her.

"I can never thank you enough for agreeing to this." Tifa released her friend and looked at her sadly.

"Don't worry about me, Tifa. I'll be fine." Yuffie reassured. "This wicked son of a bitch isn't going to do anything to you. Not while I'm around. This vile creature days are numbered. I-"

Yuffie stopped and turned to Vincent, who still had his head lowered. He finished the remaining contents of his glass before sighing out loud and looking at the two women.

"No offense taken."

Yuffie lowered her head, feeling a little guilty she had bad mouthed the king. Despite his ways, Grimoire was still Vincent's father and that must be a heavy weight, knowing his father was the evil creature that everyone despised.

"I'm gonna go and clear my head." Tifa finally broke the silence. She had to clear her head before her thoughts consumed her. She walked over to the balcony area and her body went limp as she laid across the stone banister, sighing heavily.

Yuffie sighed. "Let's do this, Vincent."

Vincent nodded and took one final look at Tifa before leaving their chambers with Yuffie at his side. He didn't feel right at all. He felt a little nausea. Nothing about this was morally right. He often thought how men before him treated people, especially women, in a manner that his father does. At point does the madness ends? Yuffie noticed he was going slightly pale. She stopped walking and placed her hand on his right arm.

"Vincent, you gotta snap out of it. If your father is whom you, Tifa, and Sephiroth have described to me, he will see right through this lie. Neither of us wants to do this, but if you want to start making a difference, it's now." Yuffie hushed tone had a slight echo to it. There was no one in the corridor, but she kept her voice low in case someone walked by.

"Dammit Vincent, you don't have to carry the burden alone. Lean on me, and I'll guide you."

Vincent knew this girl for only a day and already she has made a great impression on him. He could see how Yuffie and Tifa became best friends. Both girls were determined and driven, even if that meant that they had to get a little dirty every now and then. Taking a deep breath, Vincent nodded and continued to guide Yuffie to the king's chambers. They finally arrived in front of gold, marble double doors that read 'Grimoire & Katherine' on the front of them. Vincent placed his hand on the door and looked at Yuffie as reassurance. When she gave him a determined nod, he pushed the doors open.

Grimoire's and Katherine's chambers were pristine. The floors were covered with rose gold marbles and all the furniture were red velour and gold trimmings. Sheer curtains closed off the balcony, the breeze gently pushing through the room. The bed was big enough to fit at least five people comfortably. The headboard were also gold plated to match the rest of the gold plated fixtures and furniture linings.

Grimoire smirked as the pair approached him. Shelke sat next to him with her right leg behind him and her left leg over his lap. She was completely naked with a collar around her neck. Grimoire had a chain clutched tightly in his hand.

"So this is your new whore, son?" Grimoire smirked as his eyes trailed to Yuffie. "I can't tell. She's completely covered."

"I didn't want any spectators to get excited when they saw her." Vincent responded.

Grimoire wasn't convinced, and Vincent knew that. "What's your name?"

"Yuffie, my Lord." Yuffie smiled and slowly ran her hand over her hips that were covered by the huge black cloak Sephiroth had loaned her. "It's a pleasure to be in your presence, my Lord."

"Hm..." Grimoire began to play with his goatee. "I hear you're a friend of Tifa's. Welcome to Edge. Tell me, how does Tifa feel about you fucking her future king?"

"It doesn't matter what she thinks." Yuffie purred and began to rub Vincent's chest. "What matter is Prince Vincent's demands and he demands a little more...oomph in his life."

Vincent had to give it to Yuffie. She was good; damn good. He almost forgot that this was a front for his father. If the prince didn't know otherwise, he would've thought he was fucking Yuffie for real. Yuffie's act seemed to please Grimoire as he seductively sucked his lips and teeth.

"Why don't the two of come over and sit on the opposite chaise?" Grimoire motioned for them to sit.

The pair went over to the chaise that was across from where Shelke and Grimoire were sitting. There were wine and food on the small table in between the two chaises. Vincent poured himself a glass before adjusting his body.

"Take that off." Vincent demanded.

Yuffie nodded and obliged with no fear or hesitation. She unloosened the ties that bound her to the big, black cloak and the cloak hit the floor. Grimoire's eyes were glued to Yuffie's body. Yuffie wore a sheer, red piece of fabric that was tied into a bow. The ends barely covered her genital. Though she was forced into the lifestyle, Yuffie was never self conscious about her body. It was her temple, and though it was defiled by King Edward, she's was damn proud of her body. She would never let a man or woman make her feel dirty about it.

"Grab those grapes and slowly feed them to me." Vincent commanded Yuffie.

She grabbed a bunch of green grapes, sat down, and placed two grapes in Vincent's mouth. Grimoire smirked, loving every second that was unfolding in front of him.

"I love your boldness, son."

"I learned from the best."

Grimoire nodded as he held his glass of wine in the air to salute his son. Vincent returned the gesture and took a sip of his wine after swallowing his grapes. He was afraid he would succumb to all the wine he has had and quickly motioned for Yuffie to put two more grapes in his mouth. It wasn't much but it was something to put in his stomach to battle the third glass of wine he has had within the last thirty minutes.

"So, I called this little overnight meeting to ask if you have gotten in contact with Princess Lucrecia?" Grimoire mused.

"Yes. She says that she is delighted to visit Edge again." Vincent replied as he took another sip of his wine. "I'm looking forward to seeing her."

"As you should." Grimoire took a sip of his wine as well. "It's been four years since you've seen her. I'm sure you're always on her mind.

"Well, we've parted on unfortunate circumstances."

"I concur." Grimoire eyed Yuffie. She knew his game and she wasn't biting. She gave Vincent another grape, ignoring the sneering king. He's got to try a lot harder to get under Yuffie's skin.

"Vincent," Grimoire started as he sat his now empty glass on the table. "this concubine is a bit smaller than Misty. What's with the sudden change?"

Yuffie's right hand twitched a little as she brought it away from Vincent's mouth. Vincent chewed hard on the grapes, staring intently at his father. Low blow, old man. Vincent thought to himself. It wasn't a complete surprise to Yuffie that Vincent did in fact had a concubine. Grimoire's mind games were good, and he almost triumphed over Yuffie with that remark, but she wouldn't be bested so easily. She dealt with a horrible king for four years. She endured and saw plenty of tricks these type of men play and say. Grimoire wasn't bringing anything new to the table. Nice blow Grimoire, but Tifa and I aren't concerned about Vincent's concubine.

"Sometime you have to switch things up. Besides," Vincent's hand began to trail up Yuffie's leg, stopping at her hips. "Yuffie's endurance is better. It's always the tiny women." Vincent shot a glance at Shelke then back at his father.

Grimoire grinned. "You can say that again." Grimoire groped Shelke's breast before continuing. "So, everything on your part is completed for Nibelheim's arrival?"

Vincent nodded. "Yes. I will check with Sephiroth and Tifa on their parts tomorrow."

Grimoire nodded. There were a few moments of silence. Vincent finished off the rest of the grapes and his glass of wine. He place the grapevine and glass on the table. Grimoire looked at Shelke and Yuffie. Yuffie noticed the dirty way Grimoire was looking. The king had little doubt in Yuffie, and Yuffie sensed it.

"I'm feeling a little dirty. Aren't you, son?"

Vincent arched his eyebrow. "What did you have in mind?"

Grimoire snorted. "Shelke, kiss that whore over there."

"Yes, my Lord." Shelke kissed Grimoire softly before getting up, her breasts slightly bouncing from the motion. The chain around Shelke's neck clashed onto the floor and drug loudly as she approached Yuffie. Yuffie smirked as she got up as well. She's done way nastier things and wasn't fazed by Grimoire's tactics. She refused to falter and fail her best friend. With confidence, Yuffie grabbed the back of Shelke's neck and pressed her lips against hers. Vincent couldn't mask his shock. Yuffie was full of surprises. Grimoire leaned in a little, enjoying the two women ravage each other. Yuffie ran her hands over Shelke's breasts, kneading them and twisting her nipples as well. Shelke couldn't help but to moan. Yuffie broke away from Shelke and scanned her body. Yuffie tugged at her chain roughly, causing Shelke's body to jerk. Shelke bit her bottom lip as she awaited Yuffie's next move. Yuffie smirked as she rubbed her index and middle fingers onto Shelke's clit without warning, earning another moan from Shelke. Yuffie withdrew her fingers and slowly backed away from Shelke and licked her fingers clean, tasting Shelke's warm juices.

At this point Vincent couldn't tell if Yuffie was acting or really enjoying this. Grimoire was truly impressed with the young woman. His cock throbbed as he watched the short, raven-haired woman in awe. Yuffie's boldness had intrigued the king and Shelke as well. Yuffie smirked and sauntered to the table and placed her foot delicately on the table. She arched her back in a seductive pose while still standing. Never taking her eyes off of Grimoire, she shoved her recently licked fingers inside of herself as she began to moan and rub her small breasts. Grimoire smiled wickedly, never noticing that Vincent kept his head low, praying this scene would soon end.

Out of nowhere, Shelke stepped to Yuffie and lowered herself and began licking Yuffie. Yuffie couldn't help herself as she swiftly picked up the chain, and wrapping the chain roughly around her hand. She put a little more force in her leg that was on the table to maintain her balance and tugged on the chain to force Shelke's head upwards, urging the woman to continue her tongue movements. Shelke's moans were slightly muffled, due to licking Yuffie. She arched her back and began to rub and finger herself. Grimoire, now with his cock in his hand, began to stroke himself, never taking his eyes off of the women. Every now and then Vincent would stare at the women, in case Grimoire looks at him, though at this point, Grimoire was too busy enjoying the show in front of him that he could care less about Vincent and his pathetic tests he came up with to push the prince.

Shelke pulled away from Yuffie, her moans grew louder and louder as her fingers vigorously pounded in and out of her until walls clenched over and over all over her fingers. She took her fingers and taste her juices, making Yuffie smile as she began rubbing on her bud. Shelke shoved her tongue in and out of Yuffie while Yuffie twisted her nipples and rubbed her clit. Yuffie's pants made Grimoire growl in pleasure. He was cumming soon and he slowly felt it; his hips began to uncontrollably thrust in rhythm with his cock.

"Finish me off, Shelke!" Yuffie begged. Shelke began to eat Yuffie hungrily as Yuffie began to scream her orgasm out. Shelke continued her onslaught, drinking every drip of Yuffie's nectar.

"Shit." Grimoire hissed as hot liquid escaped from his cock.

Shelke and Yuffie adjusted themselves and kissed one another when Shelke was at eye level with Yuffie. Yuffie walked over to Vincent, who had a confused look his face. She sat on the chaise next to him and propped her leg on his lap. Though it wasn't too obvious, Vincent's cock was a little hard. Vincent avoided eye contact with Yuffie, feeling ashamed for being aroused, even though it was only a little.

Lifting his head up, Vincent saw Shelke licking his father cum while Grimoire's head was limp on the back of the chaise.

"Tiny women are amazing." Vincent finally broke the ice.

"...Yes. They are." Grimoire struggled to catch his breath. "You two can leave. Welcome to Edge, Yuffie." He waved for them to leave, never lifting his head to face him.

"Thank you, my Lord."

Yuffie and Vincent got up and made their way to the doors.

"I had fun, Yuffie." Shelke smirked at the slender woman.

"Likewise." Yuffie winked.

"I'm sorry I felt any arousal. I...don't know what have become of me." Vincent and Yuffie were in front of the double doors that led to the chambers where the concubines were housed.

Yuffie couldn't help but burst into laughter. "All that pussy licking and fingering going on in there, I'm surprised you weren't harder than that."

Vincent was surprised by Yuffie's remark. "I...I don't know what to say to that." He studied the woman more carefully. "Do you enjoy women?"

Yuffie couldn't help but smirk. "I love women. We are such beautiful creatures. Shelke is a pro. I'd love to have her again when she's away from that bastard."

Vincent was at a lost for words. He had no idea that Yuffie had this side to her. Just yesterday she seemed freaked out and hesitatant about being his concubine, now here she is in front of him, fantasizing about licking Shelke clean.

"Being with women was the best part about being King Edward's concubine." Yuffie admitted. "He knew that I love women so he would often have an extra."

Vincent thought about her words for a moment. "It didn't bother you to have sex with women. It may not have even bothered you if you were a concubine in general...it bothered you that you were fucking Tifa's father."

Vincent hit the nail spot on. "Exactly. I have no problem flaunting my body. I'm not self conscious. Yesterday when I was crying, I was crying because of how I was forced into this realm and whom I was doing it with. I would've liked to explore sex with strictly women and of course, no one from the royal family of Midgar but that's life."

Vincent understood where Yuffie was coming from. Yuffie, in her own way, was a strong young girl, just like Tifa. She just goes about it in a different way. People would condemn Yuffie as a whore, but she didn't mind the cruel, nasty comments. She loved women and sex and it excited her. It excited her that she explored women and brought out excitement in others. That's what she lived for.

"Keep this between us. I'll tell Tifa on my own time." Yuffie was silent for a moment. "Out of everyone's opinions about me, Tifa's matters to me the most. If she knew her friend honestly didn't mind being a whore, and with women more specifically, I'm afraid she'll stray away. I can't afford that."

"Are you in love with her?"

Yuffie noticed the hesitation in Vincent's voice. "No. I love her as a sister."

They stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before Vincent concluded there was sincerity in her words.

"Get some sleep, prince. We got another day awaiting us in this place." Yuffie placed her right hand on the set of double doors. She had her left hand balled up and extended. Vincent gave Yuffie an authentic small smile as he lightly bumped his fist against hers.

They parted ways and Vincent began walking towards his chambers. In a short amount of time, he had gained another ally. He now had four people: Sephiroth, Ramuh, Tifa, and Yuffie. Though Tifa and Yuffie were leery of him, to which he couldn't blame the young women, he considered them on his side.

This game with his father have only just begun. There's still Nibelheim's arrival in Edge and based on his memory about Lucrecia, she was going to fight for the prince. He remembered how devastated she was when Grimoire decided to side with Midgar instead of Nibelheim. He could breathe for a little until that happens. He stopped dead in his tracks, sighing when he realized that relief wouldn't come so easily and as soon as he hoped. Queen Alice, the queen of Midgar and Tifa's mother, was going to be beheaded next week.