The Dragon King’s Harem System

Chapter 302. Serpent Tribe I



Chapter 302. Serpent Tribe I

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 302. Serpent Tribe I

I turned my attention away from Evelina and towards a servant, who had approached us. 

"Your Majesty, they have called you," she informed me.

I nodded, acknowledging her words. It was time to put aside any lingering awkwardness and prepare to meet our guests formally. With a deep breath, I straightened my posture.

Evelina and I made our way to the dining room in silence. I couldn't help but wonder how our meeting with the Serpent tribe prince would unfold. Awkwardness and uncertainty danced in my mind, but I knew I had to find a way to engage in conversation without letting the tension overshadow everything.

‘Let's just pretend everything is okay,’ I thought to myself, taking a deep breath. With that resolve, I pushed open the doors to the dining room and entered, ready to face whatever lay ahead.

The dining hall was a bustling hub of activity, much like the previous day when we were welcomed by the healer tribe. However, there was one noticeable addition today—Evelyn had joined the gathering. Unlike yesterday when she was away, she had just returned from a trip to the neighboring town, where she had been giving a special lesson to the healers.

The long, elegantly set tables were laden with an array of dishes, a feast fit for royalty. The warm, inviting aroma of freshly cooked food wafted through the air. Healer tribe members chatted and laughed together.

Despite the grandeur of the setting, there was an air of humility among the healer tribe members. Their humility was evident in the simple, flowing robes they wore. This modesty was perhaps reflective of their role as healers, as their primary focus was on helping others rather than displaying their wealth.

Evelyn sat among the guests. She had returned just this morning, and her presence seemed to have a calming effect on the room. Her mere presence commanded respect, and it was evident that the members of the healer tribe held her in high regard.

Once Evelina and I entered the dining hall, the conversations momentarily hushed, and all eyes turned to us. It was a customary greeting, acknowledging our arrival. I offered a polite nod in return, my gaze sweeping the room.

Elixar welcomed me with a warm smile as I entered the dining hall. With a gracious wave of his hand, he indicated the seat beside him.

"Argod, I hope you don't mind sharing our meal with one more guest," Elixar said. The prince's arrival had been planned a month ago, and he couldn't refuse the invitation.

I offered a friendly smile, understanding the diplomatic complexities. "Of course, Elixar. It doesn't matter. It was I who arrived unannounced," I replied.

We waited for the serpent tribe prince to join us at the dinner table, Evelina gracefully poured a drink and extended it towards me. I accepted it with a nod of appreciation. There was a subtle change in her demeanor since our conversation the previous day. Her actions now held a hint of possessiveness and intimacy that I hadn't noticed before. Perhaps my questions had stirred something within her, prompting her to show a more affectionate side.

Amidst the anticipation and the subtle change in dynamics with Evelina, I couldn't help but notice another intriguing detail. My gaze occasionally caught Evelyn. She was discreet in her observation, skillfully stealing glances my way when she thought no one was looking. It was as if she was trying to decipher something about me, or perhaps she was merely curious.

What struck me as odd was the difference in her behavior compared to our earlier encounter that morning. When we had met for the first time, she had conducted herself with utmost professionalism, making no indication of personal interest or curiosity. However, now, her subtle and discreet glances were hard to ignore. It left me with an unanswered question. What had changed between our morning meeting and this gathering?

I decided to lean over to Evelina, who was sitting beside me, and inquire about it.

"Evelina," I began, my voice low and a hint of curiosity evident, "did Evelyn say something to you this morning?"

Evelina turned to me, her eyes filled with surprise. "No," she replied, her voice soft but clear. "Why do you ask?"

I hesitated for a moment, considering how to phrase my observation. "It's just that I've noticed Evelyn watching me," I admitted. "It's as if she's trying to understand something about me."

Evelina's expression shifted, and she looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well," she began, "Evelyn has been curious to meet you for a long time, especially after I told her what happened on your coronation day. She's intrigued by you, Argod."

I nodded, accepting her explanation. It made sense now why Evelyn's gaze had been drawn to me. 

The grand entrance of the Serpent Tribe Prince into the palace was quite different from our arrival. There was no extravagant welcoming committee, no procession to greet him. Instead, the prince was received by the palace officials and led directly to the dining room, where we awaited his arrival.

When the Serpent Tribe Prince finally entered the dining room, he did so with an air of confident grace. His appearance was striking and exotic, drawing the gaze of everyone in the room. The prince had chosen attire that was markedly different from our customary royal attire, which typically covered our bodies in grandeur. In contrast, his clothing was simple yet captivating.

His upper body was bare, displaying a well-defined musculature that glistened under the ambient light. His attire consisted of luxurious, intricately woven cloth that was cinched at the waist, leaving his chiseled chest and arms exposed. 

Draped around his neck were opulent necklaces, adorned with precious gems and stones that glinted in the light. On his wrists, he wore protectors fashioned from gleaming gold.

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