After spending the afternoon enjoying the tropical weather on his private Island alongside his many women, Berengar was now cooking dinner. At the edge of the manor's outdoor patio lied a dedicated coal burning grill that Berengar used to cook his wives a delicious meal.
During the previous Night, Berengar had marinated a giant lamb roast in a barbecue style sauce that he knew from his past life would create a tasty meal, especially when paired with potato salad and red wine. While he grilled the lamb, two of his wives were busy preparing the side dishes.
Standing By Berengar's side in the outdoor kitchen area, Linde was preparing a dish from Berengar's past life known as Bratkartoffeln, or as they knew it in the United States, German-Style Fried Potatoes. She had a happy smile on her face as she carefully prepared the delicious dish with all the experience she had gained in this past year.
As for the Potato Salad, it was made in a similar German style from a recipe that Berengar's family had come up with in his past life. Yasmin was the one preparing this dish, and she too was quite happy as she gossiped with Linde while the two young women performed the task given to them with enthusiasm.
With the addition of potatoes to the German diet, Berengar had brought forth many of his family's recipes from his past life. Out of all of his wives, only Yasmin and Linde had any knowledge of cooking, and thus they happily prepared these side dishes while their husband continued his work on cooking the main course.
As for the other girls, they set the table in the outdoor dining area and poured the glasses of red wine that they would all be enjoying with their hearty meal. It was a fine red wine, that was developed in South Tyrol, and was Berengar's favorite vintage. After sitting down at the table together, Berengar gazed upon his beautiful harem and presented a toast to them all.
"To our family, may it grow plentiful and prosperous!"
The girls each raised their crystal glasses and clinked them together in solidarity. After doing so, they dug into their meals. With each bite, somebody present at the table moaned in pleasure. Truly, the lamb was succulent and tasty. The girls had never before experienced grilled barbecue lamb and thoroughly enjoyed its taste. Honoria was the first to give her compliments to the chef.
"Berengar, I did not know you could cook so well! Where did you find the time?"
When the Byzantine Princess asked this question, Yasmin and Berengar exchanged a few glances in silence before the German Emperor made a quick excuse.
"I am a man who often gets little sleep. Sometimes I indulge in the kitchen to prepare myself a delightful meal."
To his women, this was an acceptable explanation. Only Berengar and Yasmin were aware of the reality of how he had learned to cook. Not long after, Henrietta shifted the subject as she gazed around at the private island with awestruck eyes.
"I can't believe such a magnificent place was uninhabited. It has fresh water, plenty of palm trees, and has many beautiful sandy beaches..."
When Berengar heard this, he chuckled before explaining the reason the island known as Ronde Island in his past life was uninhabited.
"Actually, Henrietta, this island is severely lacking in above ground freshwater sources. We had to dig advanced cisterns beneath the manor in order to gain access to the underground freshwater reserves of the island. Without creating such a thing, one would practically have to rely on rainwater to drink, or imports, both of which are completely impossible for natives to survive on.
While our construction crews have had contact with some natives from the larger islands nearby, the troops stationed on the island have acted as proper security, denying any hostile attempts to take over what we have built. Believe me when I say this island is incredibly secure.
However, as a security measure, I have deemed this entire island chain as a potential future colony. Within the next year, the German Military will conquer these islands, and establish permanent control over the region to ensure that our little private estate here is well secured from any potential threats."
Henrietta nodded her head in response to this statement. As someone who had been spoiled by her big brother her entire life, she knew little about geo-politics and trusted Berengar's word completely. As for Linde, she corrected Berengar's statement by adding a little piece of information.
"Actually, we have already begun the initial attempts to conquer the region. As we speak, our Jagdkommandos have infiltrated the islands. Over the next few months, they will sweep the islands, ensuring that they pacify the natives, or eliminate them before the main army lands and formally establishes a colony."
Berengar nodded his head in response to Linde's claims. He was well aware of this, but felt it was necessary to mention. Still, the women sitting at the table had varying expressions. Honoria immediately added some information to the pool of collective knowledge in an attempt to compete with Linde.
"As we speak, my girls are out there exploring the islands in the atlantic, looking for opportune areas to establish colonies and resource deposits for the Empire to seize. Do not fret, for Malissa is fully capable of commanding my privateers while I'm enjoying a vacation on the beach."
When Berengar heard this, he reach across the table and petted Honoria's silky purple hair before complimenting her.
"Good girl, your crew has proven exceptionally useful in the charting of unfamiliar territory. I look forward to your future endeavors."
Honoria smiled when she heard such praise and blushed slightly, which drew the envy of several of the girls seated at the table. Berengar merely chuckled when he saw how jealous his women were, before taking a bite out of the fried potatoes. A wide grin spread across his face as he praised Linde for her efforts.
"Linde, your cooking has improved substantially over the past year. You really have mastered your craft!"
Such a compliment caused the woman to flush with embarrassment, and play with her strawberry blonde hair as she thanked the man for such kind words.
"Thank you, master!"
Upon seeing Linde get all the attention for her cooking, Yasmin quickly pulled out her spoon and dug into the potato salad that she had prepared and forced it towards Berengar's face.
"Open wide, and taste mommy's potato salad!"
Berengar chuckled when he heard this before doing as he was instructed. After tasting the potato salad that his wife had prepared, his smile grew wider before complimenting her.
"As always, eating your cooking is a delight. Thank you, Yasmin, for the effort you put into our family."
Yasmin immediately responded to this by grabbing hold of Berengar and shoving his head into her substantial bosom while stroking his hair.
"Good boy!"
Adela gazed upon the intimate sight between Berengar and his other brides and forced a smile. She felt wholly inadequate, not knowing how to cook. However, she sighed heavily and steeled her resolve to improve her relationship with everyone.
Ever since Berengar had ordered Linde to train her, Adela had been happier in her life. She never felt as close to Berengar, or the other girls, as she did now. Still, there was a tinge of guilt in her heart for some of the more sinful acts she engaged in.
However, she simply suppressed this feeling and continued to do as her husband asked. She looked forward to this honeymoon as she knew Berengar intended to knock all of them up, and it had been a while since she had carried her husband's offspring.
She gazed around at the smiles on everyone's face, and the skimpy bikinis all the girls were dressed in. This was another point of contention in her mind, as she was the thinnest, shortest, and smallest in terms of the cup size of Berengar women.
She gazed in embarrassment at the revealing swimwear she was wearing. The young empress was dressed in a blue sheer micro-bikini with a matching g-string style bottom, and a sheer wrap around it.
The reason she wore the wrap was because she refused to walk out into the open with such skimpy attire. Even if they were mostly alone on the island, she could not bear to show off so much skin. When Berengar saw her dissatisfied expression, he smiled before complimenting the girl.
"You look beautiful, Adela, you don't need to be so self-conscious. You are every bit as gorgeous as anyone on this island!"
The young Empress's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment as everyone gathered at the table stared at her petite figure. She instinctively covered herself with her arms as Linde's hungry eyes gazed upon her with lust. After seeing the redheaded beauty lick her lips, she knew she was in for a world of pleasure tonight.
Thus, Berengar and his women enjoyed a nice meal in the winter evening on a private tropical island. When they finally entered their bedroom, they would engage in all sorts of debauchery that, if revealed to the public, would certainly gain condemnation. Luckily for them, there was nobody on this island aside from them, and a few loyal guards to protected the premises of the Estate.
