Dragon King's Harem Chapter 301. Suitable Queen

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 301. Suitable Queen

My question made her fall into a contemplative silence, her blush deepening as she wrestled with her thoughts. Her voice, when it finally broke through, was gentle and sincere. "I do want you," she admitted, her eyes never quite meeting mine, "with or without the prospect of bearing your child. I want to be with you."

Her gaze shifted, fixating on the enchanting cityscape before us. "But then," she mumbled softly, as if sharing a secret with the twilight breeze, "I also understand that I shouldn't be possessive. Being possessive would only sow discord in your harem, and that's the last thing I want."

I listened quietly, my thoughts absorbing her words. There was no disappointment in me, just a deeper understanding of her heart and intentions. In this intimate moment, just the two of us, she chose not to ask for exclusivity but rather demonstrated her wisdom in thinking beyond herself. It struck me that she could be invaluable in helping me manage what might become an ever-expanding harem.

In this world, the future was uncertain, and I didn't know how vast my harem would grow. But in Evelina, I had a partner who offered support and understanding, someone who saw beyond her own desires to the greater picture.

Amidst the quietness, my prolonged silence seemed to trouble Evelina. Concern painted her features as she turned to me, her eyes brimming with worry. "Your Majesty, is something amiss?" she inquired, her voice soft and filled with a hint of uncertainty. Her gaze remained locked onto mine. "Did I say something wrong?" she ventured hesitantly.

A reassuring smile found its way to my lips. "No, not at all," I replied with a reassuring tone. "It's just that my thoughts drifted elsewhere for a moment. But your answer, it's perfect. I appreciate your honesty," I confessed.

I drew her closer, enfolding her in a gentle embrace. "I really hope that one day you'll be the one to bear my child," I whispered, my words laden with a deep sincerity that mirrored my love for her.

The following day dawned with a sense of tranquility that permeated the air. Evelina and I chose to spend our time exploring the picturesque surroundings of the Healer Tribe's city. The Healer Tribe continued to extend their warm hospitality, ensuring our comfort and enjoyment throughout our stay.

On the second day of our visit, an important meeting awaited me. It was the moment I would finally meet Evelina's sister, Evelyn. I had heard much about her, and there was a natural sense of curiosity that filled me.

Evelyn, Evelina's sister, stood before me, and I couldn't help but be captivated by her striking appearance. Her long, flowing hair cascaded like molten silver, shimmering in the gentle daylight that filtered through the ornate windows of the palace.

Her regal bearing and graceful presence exuded an air of quiet authority. Evelyn's eyes, a shade of pale azure, sparkled with wisdom and kindness, reflecting the depths of her character. She wore a gown that was a harmonious blend of natural earth tones and ethereal blues. I noticed the intricate patterns of delicate vines and leaves etched into her skin, a testament to her status and role within the tribe.

Evelyn, though not a blood sibling of Evelina, shared a bond stronger than mere familial ties. She was adopted into the healer tribe after her parents, exceptional healers in their own right, had met a tragic end on the battlefield during a conflict that had threatened the tribe's barrier a century ago. It was a poignant reminder of the enduring struggles that had shaped the healer tribe's history.

Evelyn's lack of royal title, despite her exceptional abilities, stemmed from the tribe's unique reverence for her particular talent. Her barrier, an extraordinary force that safeguarded the healer tribe's territory, was her true source of strength and distinction. While she may not have been officially recognized as a princess, within the healer tribe, she held a position of paramount importance.

The power of her barrier had attracted the attention of nobles from various tribes, who coveted the chance to secure her as an asset to their own people. With Evelina now being my wife, all eyes were on Evelyn as a potential candidate for marriage alliances. The only way to bring her into another tribe and secure her powers was through a marriage.

At noon, I stood on the balcony of my room, taking in the picturesque view of the healer tribe's palace and the city below. I couldn't help but notice the arrival of two guests. It was the prince of the serpent tribe, accompanied by his trusted assistant. Their presence caused quite a stir, capturing the attention of the healer tribe's residents.

"Ah, great," I muttered to myself, my thoughts a whirlwind of concern. "Please don't tell me I have to face you like Arter."

I remembered all too well the past events. Jyne was originally betrothed to the serpent tribe prince. It was a union meant to strengthen the ties between their respective tribes. However, fate had different plans, and Jyne had chosen to elope with me instead. I was sure the repercussions of her choice had left a trail of tension. Although our meeting had brought us love and happiness, it had also caused a significant shift in the dynamics of the tribes' relationships.

I had been trying to keep a low profile, but it seemed that my gaze hadn't gone unnoticed. The serpent tribe prince, an imposing figure with a distinctive serpent tail, suddenly turned his head in my direction. Our eyes met, and in that fleeting moment, I felt as though I had been caught red-handed.

However, to my surprise, he nodded politely, a gesture that carried a sense of respect. It was as if he acknowledged my presence and the unique circumstances that had brought us here. With that quiet nod, he returned his focus to the path ahead, leaving me to contemplate the upcoming interactions with a mixture of relief and curiosity.