Chapter 252. Open The Gate for The Dragon King IV

Chapter 252. Open The Gate for The Dragon King IV

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 252. Open The Gate for The Dragon King IV

General Guillotine answered my command with a deep bow, he immediately released Glasha from her ties. Without a word, she stepped into the open carriage and sat across from me, her sharp gaze never faltering. Despite the journey we had just been through, Glasha was still as fierce as ever. Her eyes were filled with a look of hatred, a clear intent to kill.

Once Glasha settled into her seat, I could see Burz gesturing at her from the corner of my eye. He sat down next to her, a look of concern on his face as he glanced between us.

The convoy began to move slowly, the sound of hooves and footsteps filling the air. Eir and Guillotine mounted the two Golden Deers. They led the way, with the rest of the dragon soldiers walking on foot behind us.

We made our way through the city, the crowds and cheers accompanied us all the way. The people of Vurdor seemed overjoyed to see us, and they showed it in their enthusiastic celebrations. Petals continued to rain down on us as we passed, and the air was filled with music and singing.

But the only one who seemed to be genuinely enjoying himself was Burz. He sat next to Glasha with a grin on his face, as if he were basking in the adoration of the crowds. Evelina, on the other hand, looked awkward with all of this attention. I could see that she was uncomfortable with the fact that the orcs were welcoming her with such great fanfare, especially since she still felt that she was the source of this war.

As for Glasha, I could feel the tension in the air as her piercing gaze met mine. It was a look that could kill. I could sense the fury and hatred emanating from her, but I refused to back down. I had to remind her of her place and the mercy I had shown her.

"How long are you going to look at me with that look?" I spoke up, breaking the silence between us. My voice was stern, but calm. I tilted my head slightly, my eyes never leaving hers.

Glasha sneered at me, her lips curling up in a grimace.

The dragon king, upon discovering what had happened, was filled with righteous fury. His bloodline was at stake, and he could not let such treachery go unpunished. And so, he decided to do his worst to the princess.

In his half-dragon form, the dragon king raped the princess relentlessly for seven days straight, without any respite. The experience was hellish, even for a dragon king whose humanoid form was already endowed with a huge cock. The memory of that terrible week remained etched in his mind, a reminder of the cruelty he was capable of when provoked.

It was a miracle that the princess did not die from the ordeal. But even though she survived, her sanity was gone. The dragon king, however, did not spare her. He locked her away, a prisoner of her own madness until the day he gave her a chance at redemption.

That day came when the dragon king's son was born. The prince was a symbol of hope for the kingdom, the promise of a new era of prosperity and power. But the dragon king knew that his bloodline was still vulnerable and that the princess represented a threat that could not be ignored.

And so, he went to her cell and ended her life, a final act of cruelty that served as a warning to all who would dare to betray him. The memory of that act of vengeance haunted the dragon king for the rest of his days.

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