"Here. Drink this!" I tossed a couple of glowing healing potions to Thalindra and the others, my voice commanding.
"It'll help you feel better," I added.
They reached trembling hands toward the bottles, their soft fingers brushing against each other in desperation before snatching them up. Gulping the liquid down greedily, their bodies were immediately engulfed by a warm, pulsing green light, a soft moan escaping their lips as their aches and pains melted away.
The light caressed their curves, then, one by one, they dropped to their knees, lowering their flushed faces to the ground in a show of total submission.
"We're really sorry," Thalindra whispered. "We just didn't want to admit you're our husband... but we're over it now."
The others nodded, their cheeks burning with shame.
I smirked darkly, stepping closer. "Who said I wanted to be your husband?"
They lifted their faces.
