The Dragon King’s Harem System Chapter 305. Impolite I

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 305. Impolite I

We wandered through the garden, the air buzzing with life and color, but my attention kept drifting to Evelina. She was… different here. Her face was lit up with this pure excitent I wasn’t used to seeing. Her eyes sparkled, and her smile was so genuine it felt like it could light up the whole place. It hit then—this was a side of Evelina I didn’t know, one she rarely showed.

And honestly, it made realize sothing uncomfortable. For all the ti we’d spent together as husband and wife, I didn’t really know her. Sure, I knew her role as a healer, her grace in court, her devotion to the realm—but the little things? Her favorite places, the monts that made her happiest? I’d missed so much of that.

It wasn’t just Evelina, either. With all the responsibilities of ruling as the Dragon King and juggling a growing harem, I’d let those personal connections slip. Each of my wives brought sothing unique into my life, but how well did I really understand them as individuals? The thought stung, and guilt crept in.

I glanced at Evelina again, watching as her fingers brushed over the herbs and flowers she had probably tended to for years. This was her world before I ca into it, her sanctuary. It wasn’t just a garden—it was a piece of her soul, one I’d barely scratched the surface of.

Evelina must’ve noticed sothing in my expression because she stopped and looked at , concern flickering in her eyes. “What’s wrong?” she asked softly.

I hesitated, then sighed. “I was just thinking… there’s so much I don’t know about you. Or about any of my wives, really.”

Her hand slipped into mine, her touch warm and reassuring. “You don’t need to feel guilty about that,” she said, her voice gentle. “Our lives are full of responsibilities. It’s easy for the personal things to get lost in the bigger picture.”

I shook my head, running a hand through her hair, feeling the soft strands beneath my fingers. “Still,” I murmured, “you’re always by my side, but I barely know the things that make you happy, the little dreams you hold onto.”

Her smile returned, soft and understanding. “If you want to know more, then let’s make ti for it,” she said, her eyes locking onto mine. “I want you to know , and I want to know you too. We can find those monts together.”

She stepped closer, wrapping her arms around in a hug so tender it made my heart ache. Her voice dropped to a whisper against my ear.

“We all chose this path, you know. To be your wives. We knew it wouldn’t be just romance and fairytales—it’s about helping you bear the responsibilty of the realm, about being your strength when you need us.”

She pulled back slightly, looking up at with those deep, wise eyes. “We understand you have so much on your plate. And yes, we might not get all of your ti, but that doesn’t change how we feel about you. We love you, Argod, no matter what.”

Her words wrapped around like a blanket, comforting and grounding . “Thank you,” I murmured, running my fingers through her hair. It was such a simple mont, but it felt like the world had slowed down for just us.

Then, like a dragon’s sixth sense, I felt sothing. A faint prickling at the back of my neck told we weren’t alone. My eyes shifted toward the parlor room’s balcony, where the feeling seed to be coming from.

I didn’t want to make it obvious, so I tilted my head casually, pretending to stretch as I glanced in that direction. Sure enough, there they were—Prince Naganthor and Evelyn.

They weren’t standing particularly close, but their focus wasn’t on each other. It was on us. Naganthor’s gaze flicked toward , then back to Evelina, and Evelyn seed equally distracted. Whatever conversation they were having, their attention kept drifting back to us.

It was pretty clear what was happening. Elixar had probably arranged for them to spend ti together, trying to nudge Evelyn and the serpent prince toward so sort of alliance. But instead of hitting it off, they seed more interested in watching us.

I gently stepped back from Evelina, keeping my movents relaxed and natural. “Evelina,” I said, keeping my tone light, “I’m feeling a bit thirsty. Think you could grab sothing to drink? Sothing refreshing for this little garden stroll?”

She smiled, her eyes lighting up at the request. “Of course,” she said. “Wait here, I’ll bring sothing back in a mont.”

With that, she turned and walked off.

I stayed behind, leaning casually against a stone pillar, my gaze drifting back to the balcony. Naganthor and Evelyn were still there, still watching. I didn’t need dragon instincts to know this wasn’t just idle curiosity. Sothing was brewing here, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to like it.

I kept my posture relaxed, letting my expression stay calm and unreadable, but my mind was already working overti. Whatever was going on between those two, I’d have to figure it out soon. For now, though, I let myself enjoy the quiet of the garden, waiting for Evelina to return with that drink.

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