The Dragon King’s Harem System

Chapter 310. Jealousy II

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 310. Jealousy II

I made my way down, making sure to move slowly and not stir up any more tension in the room. I couldn’t take my eyes off Prince Naganthor, watching him slither down the pillar with some urgency. His quick exit didn’t sit right with me. Something about the way he hurried off seemed off, and I could tell he was trying to fix whatever mistake he’d just made.

Once I hit the ground, I stopped right in front of him. "So, what’s your answer?" I asked, trying to get straight to the point.

Naganthor bowed his head, almost apologetically. "I don’t have much room to maneuver here, but could we have some privacy?" he asked, his voice low, almost pleading.

I nodded, turning to the guards around us. "Give us some space," I ordered, making sure they respected our privacy without leaving the hall entirely. They stepped back but kept their eyes on us, clearly still watching Naganthor like hawks. I couldn’t blame them—the prince was in no position to be doing anything sneaky in the palace, and the last thing we needed was some political drama.

I turned my attention back to Naganthor. "I’m still waiting for your explanation," I pressed, not backing down. He had a lot of nerve showing up here like this, and I needed some answers.

Naganthor shifted uncomfortably, and then, as if admitting something he didn’t want to, he let out a sigh. "I just want to talk to Princess Evelina about Princess Evelyn," he said, his voice now tinged with frustration. "We’re supposed to marry, but I know nothing about her."

I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Why don’t you just talk to her father? Or better yet, talk to Evelyn herself?" I asked, my tone hinting at my disbelief. Why would he go to all this trouble, watching from afar, when he could’ve just asked her directly? This whole situation felt off.

He shook his head quickly. "Evelyn's not close to her father, Your Majesty, and she hasn’t exactly been open with me either. That’s why I thought I could ask Princess Evelina for help instead."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

I wasn’t buying it. There was something he wasn’t telling me. "It looks to me like you’ve been spying on her," I shot back, narrowing my eyes.

He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable with being called out. "Yes, I know. I won’t deny it. I just... I didn’t know how to start a conversation with her," he admitted, his voice full of regret. "I know it’s not the right way, but I had no choice."

"If you know it’s wrong, then why do it?" I asked, frustration bubbling up inside me. "A scandal between our tribes? That could lead to war, and that’s the last thing any of us want," I added, my tone firm and serious.

"I understand, Your Majesty," he said, bowing his head again. He seemed genuinely sorry, but that didn’t mean I was going to let it slide. This could easily turn into a huge problem, and we needed to avoid it at all costs.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "This conversation is over. Congratulations on your future wedding," I said. I turned to leave, but before I did, I glanced back at Naganthor.

I walked away and couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. There was definitely something weird about his actions, and I wasn’t sure if he was telling me everything. But right now, I had bigger things to focus on, like getting out of this tense situation before it got worse.

The next day, I decided it was best to wrap up my visit to the healer tribe. Hanging around too long after that awkward conversation with Naganthor didn’t seem like a good idea. So, we packed up and started our journey back to Draconis.

By the time we were flying back, Dragon Cross City came into view. As we neared our destination, I could see the familiar welcoming committee waiting for us. My wives, minus Glasha, were there to greet us. But something felt off. Even though everything seemed normal, the atmosphere felt different this time.

I stepped off the sky carriage, noticing Al immediately. His gaze was fixed on me, and it wasn’t the usual friendly look I was used to. There was something off about it. He seemed… annoyed?

I didn’t waste any time. "Alright, Al. Spill it. What’s the bad news?" I asked, my voice direct and no-nonsense. I wasn’t in the mood to dance around it.

Al took a deep breath and started, "I just got a letter from the Lizard tribe," he said, his voice heavy with urgency.

My heart skipped a beat. "From their king?" I asked, knowing this wasn’t good.

"Yeah," Al confirmed. "It’s urgent. The king wants an immediate meeting at the border. And it gets worse—apparently, a commoner harmed a noble from their convoy."

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