Mylakena the young rural and innocent protagonist female of 23 is taken from her humble and naïve life in a village to the bustling and fashionable city where begins her forced transformation by the devious acts of four men, one of whom is her uncle Kahtin. Mylakena is sold into the scary and strange household of the young, athletic, and strikingly handsome Jerallenar and his father Krajick. Here Mylakena finds hope in the friendship of Fayishtar and his sister Lalini, Jerallenar’s second cousins, only to discover that both brother and sister may have their own ulterior intentions towards Mylakena. Krajick, Jerallenar’s father, terrifies Mylakena from the onset, especially after what he does to her on her first night at his mansion. Crumbling from all these experiences, the reader is led to feel pity and sympathy for Mylakena yet just like her the reader is forced to question whether her circumstances are indeed bad considering her humble beginnings and alternate choices. The small red bird that accompanies her from the village all the way to the mansion of Krajick and Jerallenar, is a symbolic metaphor as she moves from her innocent life of a young girl into a formidable one as mistress of a household, wife and daughter-in-law.
This certainly makes for a strange working environment. Although I’m writing dark, BDSM-themed erotica, so the aphrodisiac atmosphere feels kind of appropriate. Two giant mirrors sheet the walls of the office, one in front, one behind. My reflection bouncing back and forth between the opposing panes – reflections reflecting reflections – echoing off to the infinities.