I had been summoned in secret by my lover the Prince. Surely he would send at least one discreet nobleman or slave to show me the way. I waited for some such personage to approach me. The Prince had promised elegant lodgings for me. I was eager to be rested after the weary sea voyage from Tyre. At last my escort arrived. He, a tall, dark-skinned slave of about 20 years recognized me immediately he revealed upon our first encounter. The slave, whose name was never told to me had said my lover, the Prince, had described me well. The un-named slave had added, most indiscreetly that the Prince most prized fair skinned women with large breasts. And so it was with that look in his eyes, the look most recognizable as the same lust the Prince showed when he looked at me, that the slave passed on this information.

Weary, yet eager was I to be settled in, bathed,fed and rested. A cup of wine suited my mood as well. I followed the lustful black slave of my lover to my first night's lodgings. The next morning we were to travel by horse drawn cart to my permanent dwelling on the Isle of Crete. There I was to await the summons of Prince Tan-Irike.