The dragon's harem

CLICK! The maid’s door opened, and Arad walked inside, the king and queen behind him.

Tina walked out toward them, “Master Arad, how did it go?”

“Don’t know,” He replied, “The griffon ran away the moment it sensed me approaching, and I didn’t think chasing it would help anyone.”

“Yeah,” King Baltos said, wiping the sweat off his forehead. “It’s a wild monster. We can’t waste time on it now.” He looked around, “Are there any chairs we could sit on and rest a bit?”

“Yeah,” The queen sighed, leaning on Baltos, her head spinning, “It was a rough trip,”

Tina blinked, looking at them for a second, “What happened to them?”

“I carried their carriage with the guards to here,” He looked outside at the guards lying on the ground like dead fish, “They couldn’t handle it,”

“Ah, that’s it.” Tina giggled, “Arad can be a bit rough sometimes.”

“Get them a place to sit,” Arad walked upstairs, and Tina led the king and queen to the guest room.

CLICK! She opened the door.

“DIE!” Jack swung his arm, throwing a card at Charlie.

Charlie dodged with a smile.

TACK! The card passed by the king’s face, sticking to the door’s frame. “You sack of horse radish,” Charlie rushed forward, getting behind Jack and lifting him up. CRACK! Then suplexed him on the ground.

The queen looked at the card stuck at the door and then at her son, “Charlie, calm down.”

King Baltos growled, “Charlie! You’re getting in a fight?” He shouted, and both Charlie and Jack looked at him.

“Why didn’t you wait for me?” He threw his mantle away and cracked his knuckles.

“What?” Jack gasped as he saw the King jump at him.

“BOY! Get the arm!”

“Yes! Father!”

Baltos grabbed Jack’s right arm, and Charlie grabbed the left one.

“Wait! You two!” Jack gasped.

“Boy! Kick!” Baltos lifted his leg up and kicked down with his son toward Jack’s ankles simultaneously. CRACK! Jack’s legs lifted up as the father and son slammed him down.

Jack gasped, and the wind kicked out of his chest.

“Drop on him!” Baltos lifted his elbow up, about to drop on Jack’s chest, but suddenly two hands grabbed him and Charlie by the hair.

The two stopped, looking up to see the queen staring at them with a smile.

“Come with me,” She dragged them away.

Jack opened his eyes, feeling a sharp pain across his head. He sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“Hey, you.” Cain looked at him, “You’re finally awake. The other guests arrived.”

“What?” Jack looked around, seeing the guest room almost empty. “What did happen?”

“You got drunk with the prince and fought, finally he and the kick gave a solid hit enough to knock you out.” Cain explained, “It’s been almost an hour since then.”

“Wait? An hour, did I injure my head?” Jack gasped.

“It was more the alcohol than anything else. You’re currently fine,” Cain stood, “Let’s go to the main room.”

Jack walked behind Cain as he opened the door, showing him the packed main room with countless people. Nobles, merchants, lords, and generals from all parts of the country.”

“My Queen!” Grant cried, walking after the elvish queen as her guards pushed him away. “Don’t approach the queen!” One of them growled.

He looked to the side, seeing Isdis sitting with a whole band, playing music for the party. “It really started,”

“Jack! You’re finally awake?” Lydia approached him.

Jack looked at her, wearing a long white dress, “That suits you.”

She paused for a second, “Come with me,” She dragged him away.

Rey and Ray walked into the ballroom, pushing carts full of food through the guests.

“Jack woke up?” Arad appeared behind Cain out of nowhere.

“HA!” Cain gasped, turning back, “You scared me,”

“That looked fake,” Arad smiled, “You felt my magic before I teleported here.”

“Does it seem like that?” Cain combed his beard.

PUFF! Lilia emerged above Cain in a puff of smoke, sitting on his shoulders, “You did!” She laughed.

“Get off his shoulders,” Arad tried to snatch her, but she dodged his hands with ease.

“Let her be,” Cain smiled, “She’s light,”

Arad sighed, “Don’t cry about your back later,”

“Can I cry about it now?” Cain asked.

“No,” Arad replied.

“How sad.”

“Are you Baron Arad?” A man approached him from between the guests.

“Excuse me for a moment,” Arad left Cain and Lilia, heading to talk with the man and the other nobles.

The guests stared at them, it was a strange sight seeing the massive Arad towering over the other nobles. They might look to weigh the same but for different reasons.

As Arad expected, those nobles only talked about what Alina’s lord had already spoken with him about. They want permission to create roads through Arad’s territory, push trade, and define borders.

“I won’t mind roads for trade, it’s for the benefit of the people.” Arad smiled, “But, I’m quite new and naive when it comes to other politics,” He smiled, “So, may I call an adviser?”

“Of course, go ahead,” The nobles replied with smiles.

“YO! Baltos, can you help me here a bit?” Arad called through the room, and everyone froze in place. You don’t address the king like that and wasn’t his presence here just a formal thing?

The king is obliged to attend the noble party of each noble that he approves. That usually takes the form of him showing up for a bit, declaring the person in question a noble, and then leaving immediately.

All the nobles who didn’t know Arad beyond his name thought one thing, ^He’s dead.^

Baltos glared toward them, “Arad, is something amiss?” He took a step forward, “If one of them is bothering you, we can skip the trial and go directly to the block. You have an axe here, right?” He remembered the last time a noble messed with Arad. That man ended up dead in seconds. He understood well that Arad wasn’t a human. He couldn’t hold him to human standards.

Baltos smiled inside. ^Arad is growing. He didn’t kill them immediately.^

“Father,” Charlie approached Baltos, “I saw a chopping block outside, it’s perfect.”

The nobles started shaking. It was clear from their voice. That the king and prince weren’t joking.

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