Chapter 273. The Dragon King’s Dominance I
Dragon King''s Harem Chapter 273. The Dragon King''s Dominance I
Just what I anticipated, no one dared to challenge my decision. The room fell into a heavy silence.
My attention shifted to Evelina, and I couldn''t help but notice the disapproval etched across her face. Yet at this moment, she understood the delicate bnce we had to maintain. It was clear that she wanted to voice her concerns, but she also understood that doing so would undermine my position and risk further turmoil.
In an effort to reassure her and convey my feelings withoutpromising our position, I reached out and gently grasped her hand. It was a simple yet powerful gesture, one that aimed to bring a sense of calm amidst the tension. I knew that I couldn''t disy too much intimacy with her in the presence of our enemies, but holding her hand allowed us to share a silent understanding.
A momentter, I turned to my trusted subordinates.
"Guillotine, keep a watchful eye on Evelina," Imanded, my voiceced with an undertone of warning. "If anyoneys a finger on her, show them the consequences. Take them to their death." The message was crystal clear.
Though Burz had relinquished his ambitions, there were still orc leaders who might harbor resentment and refuse to yield. Their stubbornness had the potential to lead to unnecessary conflicts, which I aimed to prevent.
Eir, on the other hand, had a different role to fulfill. I turned to him, my eyes fixed on his determined face. "Eir, prepare the parchment for the agreement. Make sure it is ready for us to sign once I have dealt with this matter." The agreement would solidify my victory and secure my position.
Their responses were swift and respectful. "Yes, Your Majesty," they replied in unison.
With a casual wave of my hand, I signaled to the crowd to vacate the room. It was time for them to leave.
The room gradually emptied. The once lively hall now stood in contrast to the aftermath of the brutal battle that had unfolded within its walls. The air was heavy with the scent of blood.
The orc leaders, some limping and others barely able to stand, made their way out of the room. They carried their woundedrades and fallen kin, their faces etched with anguish and exhaustion. With each step, they faced the pain. Yet, driven by their deep sense of loyalty and duty, they persevered.
Grim determination set in as they navigated the bloodstained floor, careful not to trample over the fallen or disregard the dignity of their fallen brethren. They lifted the fallen warriors. Their expressions reflected a mix of grief, pain, and pride as they made their way out of the room.
The door closed with a resounding thud. It was just sha and me now, left in the aftermath of the chaos and destruction.
I turned my gaze towards sha, meeting her eyes without a hint of desire or lust. This wasn''t a passionate encounter or a love story.
No, this was a political marriage, a strategic move to bring stability to our tribes. Enving the whole orc tribe sounded better, the two tribes had a bad rtionship for a long time. But, this whole thing was Uraugh''s fault after all.
A long exhale came out of my mouth, the situation pressing upon me as I walked past the lifeless bodies strewn across the floor.
I settled onto the majestic throne, feeling the coolness of its polished surface against my palms as I rested my elbows on the armrests. Leaning slightly to the side, I propped my head up with the back of my hand.
sha shot me a disapproving re, her frustration was evident in her eyes. "You shouldn’t sit there. Besides, didn’t you say you want to do it with me?" Her voice held a hint of irritation as she gestured towards the ornate throne that once belonged to her father and her ancestors, reserved for the ruler of the orc tribe.
“I want to do it here.” I remained seated, my posture rxed yet firm. I met her gaze head-on, my own eyes narrowing slightly. "And who says I can''t sit here?" I retorted, my toneced with irritation. I wasn''t one to easily back down from a challenge, especially when it came to asserting my authority.
A flicker of anger crossed sha''s face as she replied, "Because this throne is meant for the true king of the orc tribe, not an outsider like you." Her words carried a sense of pride and tribal loyalty, her frustration stemming from the fact that I was encroaching upon her people''s heritage.
I held her gaze, my eyes piercing and unyielding. "I am the king now," I asserted firmly, my voice carrying a note of authority. "Your father is dead, and your brother is not yet ready or worthy to take the throne. He lost to me fair and square in our duel. This tribe belongs to me now, and you would do well to show me respect and obedience under my rule."
sha''s warrior spirit shone through as she kept her head held high, refusing to back down. Her pride as an orc princess was evident, but I knew that to quell any resistance among the tribe, I had to assert my dominance and make it clear that their resistance was futile. Sometimes, cutting off the head of the snake was the most effective way to conquer.
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