Dragon King's Harem Chapter 293. The Healer Tribe III

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 293. The Healer Tribe III

Due to my command, Eir stepped forward with grace. In his hands, he held the orc's horn, a magnificent piece of craftsmanship that glistened with the rare green diamonds. The horn seemed to radiate its own aura of strength and unity.

The Healer King's eyes widened in shock as Eir presented the horn. His hands trembled slightly as he accepted the gift, his fingers brushing against the cool, polished surface. It was a moment of profound astonishment, and the king struggled to find words to convey his amazement.

"Argod... This is..." his voice trailed off, overwhelmed by the grandeur of the gift.

I met his gaze with a warm smile, acknowledging his astonishment. "Yes. It's a treasure from the orc tribe's royal family. I hope you like it," I said, my tone filled with sincerity.

The Healer Queen, standing beside her husband, shared in his astonishment. Her eyes were fixed on the orc's horn, her expression mirroring the surprise and appreciation that radiated from her husband.

With a hint of curiosity, she turned to me, seeking confirmation. "Is this one of the tributes for your victory?" she asked, her voice soft with anticipation.

I nodded in agreement, keeping the war's details to a minimum during this celebratory moment. "Yes," I replied simply, not wanting to delve into the complexities of the past battles.

The Healer King's eyes remained locked on the orc's horn, his curiosity piqued beyond measure. He couldn't help but ask once more, his voice laden with intrigue, "But of all the treasure, why this?"

I met his inquisitive gaze, my lips curving into a thoughtful smile. "Because it is the orc’s valuable treasure. Maybe one day, it could be useful for you," I explained, though I left the unspoken message hanging in the air. The orc's horn was not just a symbol of my victory but for them, also a potential bargaining chip in the delicate game of diplomacy with the orc tribe, should such a need ever arise.

The Healer King nodded, his appreciation clear. "Thank you for your kindness. I will keep it well," he assured, his voice resonating with gratitude. It was a recognition of not just the gift but the unspoken support and alliance it represented.

With his words of gratitude, he shifted the conversation, eager to return to the celebratory mood. "Now, let's eat. I have prepared my best to welcome you," he announced with a warm smile, his eyes reflecting the genuine pleasure he took in hosting us.

With a quick clap of his hands, the palace servants sprung into action, serving us a magnificent feast that was spread out on the table. The aroma of various dishes filled the hall, and it was evident that no effort had been spared to make this celebration truly special.

The dining table before us was transformed into a mesmerizing display of artistry. Each dish looked more like an enchanting piece of artwork than traditional food.

The first course was a delicate assortment of crystal-clear spheres, shimmering with an ethereal glow. They were filled with a sweet nectar that seemed to change colors as you looked at it, like miniature rainbows encapsulated in glass. These were paired with intricate leaf-shaped crisps, dusted with a fine powder that sparkled like diamonds.

Next came a dish that resembled a miniature enchanted forest. Tiny, edible trees made of spun sugar towered over a bed of moss-like herbs. I also noticed that dewdrops of syrup glistened on the leaves, making the entire creation look fresh and inviting.

The centerpiece was a culinary masterpiece. A dragon-shaped sculpture carved from a rare translucent fruit, which softly glowed with an inner light, adorned the center of the table. Its plumage was made from glistening petals of various edible flowers, forming a vivid, otherworldly plumage.

Eir and the dragon soldiers, unable to contain their amazement, gazed upon the spread in awe. The fantastical food seemed almost too beautiful to eat, a testament to the Healer Tribe's magical culinary talents.

As if in tune with the enchanting atmosphere, the palace's musicians began to play soft, melodious tunes. The music filled the air, weaving its own kind of magic into the already enchanting ambiance. It was a symphony of flavors, colors, and sounds, a testament to the Healer Tribe's dedication to artistry in all aspects of life.

We started to eat. Our hands took the eating utensils and clattering sounds from the plates filled the room.

In the middle of the feast, the Healer Queen leaned in towards Evelina, her eyes filled with maternal warmth. She spoke in a gentle tone that carried the weight of tradition and the hopes of the tribe.

"Eat heartily, my dear Evelina. I've prepared a special selection of dishes for you tonight. They're known to help your fertility," the Queen said, her voice laced with an unspoken expectation. "Argod has been a remarkable husband and protector of our tribe. If you can give him an heir as a token of our gratitude, it would be a great blessing."

Evelina's face lit up with a mix of happiness and duty. "I understand, Mother," she replied respectfully. Her willingness to fulfill this duty seemed to bring joy to her heart.

While her response was taken positively by her family, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. It sounded as if she was only with me because she felt obligated to provide an heir, not out of love. But I understood that in Igixar, these kinds of arrangements were common, especially among royal families where duty often superseded personal desires.

The Healer Tribe King, Elixar, met my gaze with warm eyes. He was a sturdy and wise ruler, known for his deep sense of responsibility toward his people.

"You look well, Argod," he began, genuine concern in his voice. "I was worried about your health when I heard you were hibernating for such a long time."

I couldn't help but smile at his words. "Thank you for your concern, Elixar. Even a royal dragon needs his rest from time to time," I replied, my tone relaxed.

His face brightened with relief. "I'm truly glad to see you in good health, my friend, especially since you've decided to make Evelina your wife."

I nodded, acknowledging his gratitude for my union with his daughter. However, I knew there was more to discuss, so I shifted the conversation back to business.

"Elixar, I've come here with another purpose in mind, and I hope I can count on your help," I said, my tone becoming more serious.

"Of course, Argod," he replied without hesitation.