Chapter 273. The Dragon King’s Dominance I
Chapter 273. The Dragon King’s Dominance I
Chapter 273. The Dragon King’s Dominance I
Dragon King's Harem Chapter 273. The Dragon King's Dominance I
Just what I anticipated, no one dared to challenge my decision. The room fell into a heavy silence.
My attention shifted to Evelina, and I couldn't help but notice the disapproval etched across her face. Yet at this moment, she understood the delicate balance we had to maintain. It was clear that she wanted to voice her concerns, but she also understood that doing so would undermine my position and risk further turmoil.
In an effort to reassure her and convey my feelings without compromising our position, I reached out and gently grasped her hand. It was a simple yet powerful gesture, one that aimed to bring a sense of calm amidst the tension. I knew that I couldn't display too much intimacy with her in the presence of our enemies, but holding her hand allowed us to share a silent understanding.
A moment later, I turned to my trusted subordinates.
"Guillotine, keep a watchful eye on Evelina," I commanded, my voice laced with an undertone of warning. "If anyone lays a finger on her, show them the consequences. Take them to their death." The message was crystal clear.
Though Burz had relinquished his ambitions, there were still orc leaders who might harbor resentment and refuse to yield. Their stubbornness had the potential to lead to unnecessary conflicts, which I aimed to prevent.
Eir, on the other hand, had a different role to fulfill. I turned to him, my eyes fixed on his determined face. "Eir, prepare the parchment for the agreement. Make sure it is ready for us to sign once I have dealt with this matter." The agreement would solidify my victory and secure my position. Th.ê most uptod/ate novels a/re published on n(0)velbj)n(.)c/o/m
Their responses were swift and respectful. "Yes, Your Majesty," they replied in unison.
Glasha shot me a disapproving glare, her frustration was evident in her eyes. "You shouldn’t sit there. Besides, didn’t you say you want to do it with me?" Her voice held a hint of irritation as she gestured towards the ornate throne that once belonged to her father and her ancestors, reserved for the ruler of the orc tribe.
“I want to do it here.” I remained seated, my posture relaxed yet firm. I met her gaze head-on, my own eyes narrowing slightly. "And who says I can't sit here?" I retorted, my tone laced with irritation. I wasn't one to easily back down from a challenge, especially when it came to asserting my authority.
A flicker of anger crossed Glasha's face as she replied, "Because this throne is meant for the true king of the orc tribe, not an outsider like you." Her words carried a sense of pride and tribal loyalty, her frustration stemming from the fact that I was encroaching upon her people's heritage.
I held her gaze, my eyes piercing and unyielding. "I am the king now," I asserted firmly, my voice carrying a note of authority. "Your father is dead, and your brother is not yet ready or worthy to take the throne. He lost to me fair and square in our duel. This tribe belongs to me now, and you would do well to show me respect and obedience under my rule."
Glasha's warrior spirit shone through as she kept her head held high, refusing to back down. Her pride as an orc princess was evident, but I knew that to quell any resistance among the tribe, I had to assert my dominance and make it clear that their resistance was futile. Sometimes, cutting off the head of the snake was the most effective way to conquer.
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