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 inford .
I nodded, acknowledging her words. It was ti to put aside any lingering awkwardness and prepare to et 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 eting 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 welcod 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 mbers chatted and laughed together.
Despite the grandeur of the setting, there was an air of humility among the healer tribe mbers. 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 seed to have a calming effect on the room. Her re presence commanded respect, and it was evident that the mbers of the healer tribe held her in high regard.
Once Evelina and I entered the dining hall, the conversations montarily 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 welcod 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 al 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 . I accepted it with a nod of appreciation. There was a subtle change in her deanor 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 sothing 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 sothing about , or perhaps she was rely curious.
What struck as odd was the difference in her behavior compared to our earlier encounter that morning. When we had t for the first ti, 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 with an unanswered question. What had changed between our morning eting and this gathering?
I decided to lean over to Evelina, who was sitting beside , and inquire about it.
"Evelina," I began, my voice low and a hint of curiosity evident, "did Evelyn say sothing to you this morning?"
Evelina turned to , her eyes filled with surprise. "No," she replied, her voice soft but clear. "Why do you ask?"
I hesitated for a mont, considering how to phrase my observation. "It's just that I've noticed Evelyn watching ," I admitted. "It's as if she's trying to understand sothing about ."
Evelina's expression shifted, and she looked thoughtful for a mont. "Well," she began, "Evelyn has been curious to et you for a long ti, 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 .
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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