bdsm-fiction Chapter 680: What does this mean
Chapter 680: What does this mean
Chapter 680: What does this mean
“What is the meaning of this discussion?” She asked, anger visible on her face.
In all the years she had served as a Queen, she had never faced such disrespect.
One of the elders, a woman who looked to be in just her forties, gave Satella a look filled with undisguised pity.
“Are you not confident in your abilities to seduce him? If so, I am willing to take your place.”
A man who stood beside her chided Satella gently as if admonishing a petulant child.
“I do not understand your anger. Be it in terms of power, blood, or position, the Emperor is the perfect mate for you. Furthermore, after seeing the demons who came with him as his companions, I believe the Emperor is not someone without ambition. Chances are, he will not stop at Wratharis nor our forest.”
The man no doubt had great foresight.
“You have seen what he can do today firsthand. If he has the support of the Witches, alongside the Beastmen, and even the Demons. Then there is nothing we can do to stop him, nor do I believe we should. Elves must not go against the trend of the world. This is why we need a firm connection that ties us to him.”
The elder continued, “He already has one of the Four Directions, the Queen of Wratharis, and the Princess of Envilya under him. The fourth woman must have been Camelia. Though the supreme daughter lost her Blessing, she was still a Supreme Daughter even recently. Do you think we can send any random elf to him?”
The other elders nodded sagely to his words, fully agreeing. Many of the elders were elves who had managed to slightly cure their fanaticism for dragons or already had a clear faith in one specific dragon and were less susceptible to getting influenced by the others.
“The only one we can send is you. The only one truly worthy of this honor is you.”
Satella stammered, clearly not expecting the situation to escalate to such a degree. It was hard for her to contest the logic the wise elder had brought forth.
“What if he refuses me?” She asked in a feeble tone, her edge lost, and conviction shaken.@@@@
A faint light of disappointment briefly flickered in the eyes of the elders. One of them closed his eyes for a while and soon the frown on his face was replaced by a smile as he joked.
“Is there a dragon that would refuse a beautiful woman served to him on a platter?”
“Aren’t dragons renowned for conquering princesses?” another elder mused.
“But, thinking about it, the Emperor might be more interested in voluptuous women, judging from the companions he has brought with him, right?”
“Now that you say it... It’s not impossible. All the women who followed him had an undeniable mature charm to them, there’s no doubt about that.”
“So, do you think the Queen won’t satisfy him?”
“Perhaps... She is quite... Well, a broad chest lacking any curves has its charm as well.”
“That statement can be seen as sexual harassment you know.”
His voice had become razor sharp at this point as he glared at the Elven Queen. “Were you angry? Did you feel like we were mocking you with our words? Treating you as nothing but a broodmare to curry favors with the Dragon Emperor? Then you would be right.”
“... What?” She exclaimed.
“Yet you did nothing.” The elder ignored her voice of surprise. “Even as we insulted your honor and your authority, you, for the love of Lady Tiamat, tried to bring reason and logic when all you needed was to punch anyone arrogant enough to try to sell you.”
“Grand Priest....”
“I believe. Your actions have greatly disappointed the others as well. Do not be surprised if you soon receive a letter of challenge for your title.” He still ignored her. Clearly, he had no intention to let him interrupt him.
Satella did not know what to say at this point. The elves were very different from most races. In their case, no Blessed was Blessed from birth. They needed to prove their powers and fight for the throne.
“All of this because I failed to become a demigod?”
“No.” For the first time in this discussion, he answered her question, “There is no shame in not becoming a Demigod. But the queen of elves should always represent power and strength. Currently, though you are in the King Realm, I doubt you can even manifest half of your strength from a thousand years ago.”
When he finished, he sighed, “I must be becoming too old and have too much time on my hands. Meddling in the affairs of young children as I am.” He stood up, his cane moving rhythmically alongside him.
“You are the Queen. Whether you choose to lay with the Dragon Emperor or not is your choice and no one else. Make a decision for yourself and stand proud like you once did. I truly miss that sight.”
With those words, he left the chamber behind. The echoing of his cane a distant hum.
Stepping outside, he could see Jasmine running to reach him,
“Anything the matter? Do you believe I was too harsh?”
Jasmine groaned a little bit and in the end, could only give a reluctant answer.
“No. Your words were right. There is nothing I can say nor do against them.”
“Ohoh~! Good. I would have been disappointed if you threw a hissy fit. It would be unbecoming of someone of your stature.” He shook his head and passed her by.
“Where are you going?”
“Where, you ask? To pray, of course. I do not have much interest in the Dragon Emperor. He is not the subject of my faith.”
A gentle laugh escaped him as he vanished into the Darkness, leaving Jasmin alone, “I am nothing but a humble believer and a retired warrior. You two are the ones ruling this kingdom. So... Good luck with that mess.”
She grimaced. She could feel she would need some luck at this point.