Berengar sat on the beach and gazed off into the distance with a bitter smile on his face. It had been weeks since he and his girls had first arrived on this private island, and one might say it was the greatest vacation he had ever experienced. Not that he had experienced many, as most of his so-called vacations in his past life were simply staying home and entertaining himself with some form of media.
Still, he knew the days he could spend alone and isolated with only his lovers for company were coming to an end. Tomorrow, he would have to return to the Empire and live a life filled with warfare and ruthless court politics. A heavy sigh escaped from his lips as he drank from his coconut daiquiri and gazed upon the setting sun.
In the back of his mind, he made a solemn vow to himself. One day in the distant future, when he had achieved all of his goals in life, he would retire to the countryside like his parents and live a peaceful life in his twilight years.
