Chapter 304. Serpent Tribe III

Chapter 304. Serpent Tribe III

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 304. Serpent Tribe III

Throughout the banquet, the grandeur of the palace dining hall couldn’t hide the tension. The long table was covered in a feast fit for royalty—roasted meats, colorful fruit platters, and dishes spiced so richly they practically begged me to dig in. But even with all that, something felt... off.

The polite conversations and occasional laughter echoed in the hall, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more going on beneath the surface.

Naganthor and Evelyn, to most people, they probably looked like they were engaged in lighthearted conversation, but I wasn’t buying it. My dragon instincts picked up on the subtle glances—toward me, toward Evelina.

Honestly, it was starting to irritate me. My gut told me to call them out right then and there, but I had to hold back. This wasn’t my palace, and the Healer Tribe didn’t handle things like the Dragon Tribe. Elixar valued peace and diplomacy above all else, and a heated confrontation at his banquet wasn’t going to fly. So, I swallowed my frustration and tried to play along with their overly polite customs.

Still, it wasn’t easy. Being “gentle and subtle” wasn’t exactly in my nature. I wanted answers, but I knew better than to cause a scene. Instead, I sat there, chewing my food and watching them out of the corner of my eye. The temptation to use my skills to eavesdrop on their conversation was almost too much. It would’ve been easy to pick up on what they were saying, but I hesitated. The Healer Tribe was an essential ally—if I got caught spying, it could jeopardize everything.

Evelina must’ve noticed my distraction because she leaned in close, her voice soft. “Your Majesty, is something wrong?” she asked, her tone gentle but curious.

We stepped into the palace gardens, a serene space filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers and herbs. The air was calm, almost magical, and Evelina seemed at home here. She ran her fingers over the vibrant leaves and petals, her expression soft and wistful.

“This was my sanctuary,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I used to spend hours here, tending to these herbs. Each one has its own unique properties, its own magic. It was... peaceful, an escape from the pressures of court life.”

I walked beside her, captivated by the passion in her voice. She wasn’t just reminiscing—she was sharing a piece of herself I hadn’t known before. It was rare for Evelina to let her guard down like this.

We wandered deeper into the garden, passing under trellises heavy with blooming vines. The sound of a small brook trickling nearby added to the tranquility, making the place feel like a world apart from the bustling court politics we’d just left behind.

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