Leroy woke feeling woozy. As he groaned and heard a woman gasp. "My Lord? My Lord, are you awake?"
He opened his eyes to find himself in a strange room with only one bed, blue curtains everywhere, and a woman with long brown hair in a ponytail, DD breasts, golden green eyes, and wearing a doctor's coat. "What? Where am I?"
He sits up putting a smile on her face. "How are you feeling Lord Leroy?"
"I'm fine. Who are you? Why are you calling me that?"
She grabbed a water bottle and gave it to him. "I'm Dr Susan Brown, I've been taking care of you these last few years. I'm afraid you've been in a coma, sir."
Leroy almost choked. "A coma?! How long was I out?"
She looked upset. "Five years, sir." He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What's the last thing you remember."
Leroy thought for a second. "Um, Candice and mom was picking me up from school."
Susan looked a little concerned. "Yes, I was told you enjoy watching The Earth. I don't see the enjoyment of such a show. Is there anything you recall about this place?" He shook his head. "I hope you don't take offense for this, but what I'm going to tell you is rather basic knowledge."
Leroy was getting a little annoyed. "Just tell me."
She took a breath. "The world is split into many Houses. You are of the Tenth House of Roger whos members are signified with blue."
'Well, that explains the curtains.' He thought.
"The House is being lead by Joyce Rogers. Your father was a duke and poisoned you in the hope of becoming the House Head, he has since been executed. I was called in soon after to take care of you. It's a good thing you woke up, your mother has just recently enetered the Age of Death."
That caught him. "What's the Age of Death?"
She took another breath, this one seemed to be for patience. " We have four Age's. The Age of Children is for anyone younger than 20."
That annoyed Leroy, thinking he was still just a child.
"The Age of Consent are those between 21 and 80, where leaders such as you may have a harem and where women may join."
Now he was really annoyed knowing he was a few years from having his own harem. Wait, what was that last bit? 80?
"The Age of Adulthood are those between 81 and 150. This is the Age where people may legally work."
150 years? He was having some serious trouble with this.
"And the Age of Death is anyone older than 150."
What the fuck? " And, uh, how old are we?"
"I am 102 and you are 82, my Lord. Due to your coma, you are not seen as the Head, you'll have to wait for tomorrow for the ceremony where your mother passes the torch to you."
He was ecstatic. "So I have a harem?" Then we was disgusted. "Does this mean my mom has a harem?"
She chuckled a bit from his reaction. "Yes, you have a harem. They have been cared for waiting for you. And no. Your mother did have a harem, but she allowed them to leave and live where ever they choose."
Well that made things easier. "Are there any rules about consent?"
"Yes. Anyone who does not wish to join can not be forced to, even by you. However, being in a harem gives them access to the privileges of the House. So it's very rare for the offer to be rejected."
"Last thing, are there any limits for who can join my harem? Like family, let's say?"
Susan shook her head. "No. Your sister, who will soon turn 123, has been apart of your harem for years. And mother has been looking forward to joining your harem once she steps down."
Leroy may not have any memory of this world, but he was already starting to love it.
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