A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1325 1325: Youʼre A Princess

Archer placed Talila in the nearby bed as she sank into the soft mattress with a big smile. ʼʼSo comfortable, will Elara and I be staying here during the winter?ʼʼ she asked.

ʼʼYou can return to Draconia or the Domain, just leave your forces here until spring where we will march north and take the remaining part of Duskfire Empire,ʼʼ he answered.

Following that, he breathed some dragon flames into the fireplace causing hot air to rush throughout the room. Archer stood up and stretched his limbs, earning some cracks before turning to the silver-haired elf.

ʼʼItʼs just a place for you two to get away from the chaos,ʼʼ he revealed with a charming smile.

Archer took out some ale and joined her in bed just as Elara walked into the room with a heavy sigh. ʼʼThe survivors escape into the surrounding forest and a storm hits, forcing the soldiers to return to Riverside City,ʼʼ she said before taking off her armor.

ʼʼIʼll send out the Broodmaws and other monsters,ʼʼ he answered the redhead.

Elara quickly walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulder before seeking into the sheets. He felt her cold skin and the air joined them under the covers, making Talila complain with a shiver. ʼʼYouʼre so cold Lara. Let husband warm you up.ʼʼ

Archer let out a soft chuckle at the elfʼs words, drawing the two women closer into his warm embrace. With a subtle flicker of magic, a gentle heat enveloped them. Talilaʼs lips curved into a contented smile as she murmured, ʼʼThis is so comfortable.ʼʼ

Moments later, Elara nestled herself against him, her body curling into his as the trio drifted into a peaceful slumber until his hand grabbed their ass causing both women to move closer to him with knowing smiles.

He looked to the side and started kissing the dragonkin woman as Talilaʼs hands traced his muscles. Following this, Archer made love to both women all night and swapped between them for hours until both were filled to the brim.

The silver-haired beauty was covered in a layer of sweat while Elaraʼs face was painted with his silly smile as her red hair splayed out around her. He shook his head with a chuckle before casting Cleanse on the women and bed, which made everything feel better.

ʼʼWhy did you cum in us so much?ʼʼ Elara questioned before letting out a yawn. ʼʼAre you trying to get us all pregnant?ʼʼ

ʼʼYes,ʼʼ Archer replied with quiet honesty. ʼʼSome of you may conceive before others, but it doesnʼt matter, each of you will bear my child in time.ʼʼ

Talilaʼs face lit up at his words, and she leaned forward, pressing a deep, heartfelt kiss to his lips. Archer could sense Elaraʼs joy radiating beside him, a silent echo of delight. As they parted, he pulled out a small box from his Item Box.

Taking Elaraʼs hand in his, he slid a stunning ring onto her finger. ʼʼWill you become my wife, Elara Ravensong?ʼʼ he asked, his voice steady and warm.

When the redhead heard this, her blue eyes widened in shock before a big smile appeared as she nodded. ʼʼYes I would love to Archer.ʼʼ

He took out the ring and slipped it onto her left hand, which made Elara extremely happy, as she quickly wrapped her arms around his shoulder. ʼʼI love you so much! Thank you for everything,ʼʼ she said in a sweet voice.

Following that, the three of them chatted for a while before the women were out cold and cuddled up to him. Before he went to sleep, he opened a portal outside, calling forth an army of Bloodmaws to hunt the Alliance survivors.

ʼHunt all the enemy soldiers in the forest,ʼ he ordered.

The monster swarm poured out, which scared the Draconians, but a Centurion was leading them. They charged through the eastern forest purging any Alliance soldier they saw until converging on the last remaining enemy.

Enemy soldiers were trying to cross through a swamp but the Bloodmaws descended on them and cut them apart using their scythes and claws. Hours later, the leader sensed something was wrong.

Bright flames exploded across the forest, forcing it to send a message to Archer. While stopped there, an orange-haired elf woman was standing there as the monster leader ordered them to attack, but what happened next caused the creatures to panic.

The stranger moved so fast as orange blurs could be seen. Seconds later, dozens of Broodmaw dropped dead while burning, forcing the Centurion to order a retreat to the Domain as it sent a warning to their leaders as the stranger killed even more before they escaped.

Archer was woken up as the Broodmaws were in a panic and thanks to his connection with them he spotted the culprit. ʼʼA fire elf warrior,ʼʼ he muttered.

Talila woke up and asked with a yawn. ʼʼWhatʼs going on Arch?ʼʼ

ʼʼA strange woman is attacking my monsters,ʼʼ he replied while climbing out of bed and getting some clothes on. ʼʼIʼll go kill her quickly.ʼʼ

Archer went to teleport to the scene but was stopped when Talila commented with a hopeful expression. ʼʼCan I fight her please? I want to show you how strong Iʼve got over the years thanks to everything.ʼʼ

He looked at the silver-haired beauty and nodded with a confident smile. ʼʼOkay then. Donʼt let me down Tali I wouldnʼt want to rescue that tight ass of yours.ʼʼ

Following that, Archer opened a Gate to the place where the Broodmaws were being killed, causing the stranger to turn to them with fiery orange eyes as she exclaimed. ʼʼWhite Devil! I knew youʼd show up if I killed your beasts. Monsters like you react to this.ʼʼ

Talila stepped forward with a smirk while taking out her blades and replying. ʼʼYouʼre fighting me bitch! You will not insult my boy like that!ʼʼ

Archerʼs gaze sharpened as he watched her, those piercing red eyes narrowing. With a sudden burst of motion, she lunged toward the fire elf, who tensed, flames licking at her fists as she braced for the onslaught.

But in a heartbeat, Talila vanished, a wisp of shadow, only to reappear in a flash behind her foe. Her strike was quick, a blade singing through the air, yet the stranger reacted with uncanny speed, blocking the blow with a grunt before hurling her back.

ʼʼWhat are you?ʼʼ the orange-haired woman snarled, her voice crackling like embers as she charged forward, her fiery aura blazing. ʼʼA moon elf? A sun elf?ʼʼ

His woman ignored the taunt, her focus unyielding. The battlefield became chaotic, as the two elves clashed across the forest. Trees shuddered and leaves exploded into the air as their battle raged, each strike a testament to their skill.

Talila danced with the precision of a predator, her every move matched by the womanʼs relentless ferocity. Her swords flashed, parrying the fire elfʼs blazing strikes, while the stranger countered with heat that scorched the earth beneath them.

Neither yielded an inch, their skill so evenly matched that the forest itself seemed to tremble in awe of the two women, trees splintering, leaves igniting in midair, the air thick with the crackle of power.

Suddenly, a ripple cut through the chaos. Elara emerged from a portal and joined the fray, her weapon arcing toward the fire elf in a streak of silver fury. The orange-haired woman spun, barely deflecting the blow with a shield of flame.

Now it was two against one, yet the fire elf stood undaunted, her fiery aura flaring brighter as she met their onslaught. Talila darted in from the side, while Elara pressed forward with relentless strikes, her sword a whirlwind of death.

The fire elf countered flames erupting in geysers around her, forcing the two women to weave through the inferno. While watching this, he got bored and decided to stop the fight as there was no clear winner.

ʼʼCut this shit out!ʼʼ his voice echoed across the battlefield. ʼʼThis forest belongs to me and I donʼt want a damn inferno starting!ʼʼ

Archer quickly used Mana Manipulation to grab the fire elf and dragged her toward him, forcing Talila and Elara to appear beside him. The dark skinned beauty commented. ʼʼSheʼs skilled, a shame I canʼt use water magic or this would have been over already.ʼʼ

He chuckled while the stranger struggled against his magic, but something caught his eye, prompting him to question. ʼʼYouʼre a princess?ʼʼ

As his women heard this, they were shocked, but the fire elf spoke with a hate-filled expression. ʼʼHow did you know that devil? Iʼve hidden any signs of the imperial family before coming here.ʼʼ

ʼʼWhen you have so many wives who were princesses you can see the signs,ʼʼ he responded while lowering the young woman. ʼʼIʼm guessing youʼre one of Emberaʼs daughters?ʼʼ

The stranger stopped moving as her orange eyes grew wide as she spoke. ʼʼWhy do you know her name?ʼʼ

[Drop some powerstones, comments, and gifts to help the novel grow; I appreciate all the support you can give]