Dragon King's Harem Chapter 300. Is It Just For The Sake Of Bearing My Child?

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 300. Is It Just For The Sake Of Bearing My Child? 

With a long and deliberate exhale, I released the tension that had coiled within me. The urge to spread my wings and soar through the magnificent Healer Tribe cityscape was ever-present, a persistent whisper at the edge of my thoughts. Yet, I knew that such an impulsive display of flight was not only impolite but could also bring unintended consequences.

Resisting the call of the open sky, I opted to remain perched on the stone fence of my balcony, gazing out over the sprawling city below. The landscape was a tapestry of magic and nature, a place where every corner held the delicate balance of the Healer Tribe's way of life.

As I lifted the goblet to my lips once more, I found myself pondering the unique customs and traditions of the Healer Tribe. Unlike the Dragon Tribe, where strength and might were revered above all else, this tribe's strength lay in unity, compassion, and their profound mastery of magic and the natural world.

My momentary reprieve was interrupted by the quiet murmurings of my thoughts, which turned my attention to the palace courtyard below. Here, my gaze was met by the watchful eyes of several female elves. Their regal attire and poised demeanor revealed their noble status, marking them as high-ranking members of the Healer Tribe.

Realizing my gaze, they hurriedly lowered their heads in a gesture of respect. I couldn't help but smile at their display of deference, a customary way of acknowledging visiting nobility.

Returning their polite nod with a gracious one of my own, I watched as they swiftly pivoted on their heels and scurried away, their silvery laughter dancing in the air. Their animated chatter reached my ears, punctuated by intermittent bursts of laughter, and I couldn't help but find their demeanor endearing.

With a subtle shake of my head, I turned my focus back to my drink, bringing the goblet to my lips for another sip.

Yet, even as I savored the drink, my gaze involuntarily returned to the departing group of elves. Their youthful exuberance and camaraderie reminded me of something I hadn't thought about in a long time—high school. It was a peculiar sensation, like stepping back in time to my adolescent years and I felt like the popular guy.

I couldn't help but mull over the uncanny resemblance between their behavior and that of high school girls, gossiping and giggling in the corridors between classes. It was as if I had stumbled upon a slice of everyday life, one that transcended the grandeur of palaces and the politics of tribes.

"What are you looking at, Your Majesty?" Evelina's voice came from behind me. She came over to me and stood beside me. Her curiosity was piqued by my focused attention on the elves below.

"Some female elves are checking me out," I replied nonchalantly, still not turning my gaze away from the intriguing spectacle.

Evelina's interest was immediately piqued. "Female elves?" Her eyes followed mine towards the courtyard, quickly identifying the group of noblewomen responsible for the lively chatter and occasional giggles.

Her explanation came swift and succinct, shedding light on their identities. "Oh, they are the daughters of the dukes."

I turned my head slightly to glance at Evelina, curiosity sparking in my eyes. "Are they your friends?" I ventured, an educated guess based on her familiarity with the daughters of the dukes. After all, it wasn't common for them to be present in the palace without a specific invitation or reason.

Evelina's smile widened as she reminisced, her eyes carrying a nostalgic glint. "Yes, we used to play together," she affirmed, her voice tinged with fond memories. "I informed them as soon as I arrived, and they immediately came here," she explained, revealing the reason for their presence in the courtyard.

I couldn't help but tease her, a playful grin forming on my lips. "To see you? Or to see me?" I inquired, my tone light-hearted. The logistics of their visit were indeed curious. They were in the courtyard, while the parlor room was located on the opposite side of the palace.

Evelina's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she stammered slightly in her response. "They're curious about you and wanted to see you," she admitted. "So I thought about introducing you to them. But Father said you were just resting, so I figured they could steal a glance at you from the yard," she added.

I chuckled softly, acknowledging their successful mission. "Well, it seems they got their wish," I remarked. My curiosity then took a mischievous turn as I turned to Evelina, tilting my head ever so slightly. "A question, Evelina. Aren't you afraid that I might take a liking to one of them and bring her back to Dragon Cross City?" I quipped, a playful twinkle in my eyes.

Evelina pressed her lips together, contemplating the question for a moment. Her eyes flickered with a mix of emotions as she thought about it. Finally, she shook her head slightly. "You're the king, Argod," she replied with a trace of resignation in her voice. "I wouldn't be able to refuse if you wanted to do it."

My curiosity still piqued, I pressed a bit further. "But if you did have the authority to refuse, would you?" I asked earnestly, wanting to understand her perspective better.

Evelina shook her head once more, her expression a blend of loyalty and responsibility. "Of course, I want you all to myself," she admitted, her voice softening. "But in your role as a monarch, you need an heir. What if I can't provide one? Having more wives would increase your chances of having offspring."

Her hand gently moved to her own stomach, and she sighed. "Still, I do hope that I'll be the one to bear your child," she added, her tone reflecting a mixture of longing and determination.

I couldn't help but press further, wanting to understand her feelings more deeply. "But is it just for the sake of bearing my child? Don't you desire to have me entirely for yourself?" I questioned, searching her eyes for an answer.