Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 1084 Speech

"How's it going?"

Davian, the abstract painter, took the lead in asking the little queen. Judging from Alisala's unhappy expression, maybe Gladys would have some incorrect ideas about the dragon princes?

Something is wrong... Although many people know about her and His Highness's affairs, almost no one intervenes, so there is no reason to have other ideas about the Dragon Palace.

Alisala came to her brother and whispered, "Sister Gladys has prepared a very unique gift for you. It may be difficult to find something of equal value in the whole world."

Draknir was happy at first, and then became a little confused. If he said it so early, he would lack a sense of expectation.

He looked at his sister with an expression that was not quite right. It was completely different from the enthusiasm he had when he went in to inquire about information. "You are not envious, are you?"

"Ha, who would be envious..." Alisala curled her lips in disdain, but immediately relaxed, "Well, I just think about my father's situation, and I am full of disappointment for the future life."

"It's okay, I will talk to him about my father's side." Draconir first comforted him and then said solemnly, "He is the Phoenix King and it's hard to take action, but I have no problem, as long as the partner you find can survive." I should be fine at this level.”

"..." Alyssa responded silently.

"But you still have a way, for example..." Draconir thought about it and let it go. Although the elf is not too disgusted with same-sex relationships, she is a little queen after all, so acting like this is not good for her image.

But if it’s a girl, the father should have no problem with it…

Imric was teasing his little granddaughter Bev, who had just run out of the maid's arms. When he saw the brother and sister whispering something shameful, he scolded,

"The Phoenix King is still here. Is there anything I cannot tell His Majesty?"

Seeing the eccentric old man starting to act like a monster, Alisara quickly explained, "I just told my brother that my sister-in-law would give him an extremely precious gift to prepare him mentally."

Gift?

Imrik looked back at Adira and found that she didn't know much about it either.

In fact, the two parties have already negotiated. Lyle is not willing to accept a huge dowry, and Imrik will definitely not care about the small dowry from the married family.

On the surface, the Dragon Palace will give Gladys a large number of precious treasures, but in reality it is to serve as a capital for the prince and his wife in the palace. The real gifts given to each other are specialties of low value, such as growing up together with Draconir. The scales and eggshells of a large young dragon, a few shells and wood carvings produced in the Inland Sea of ​​Itaien.

"Hearing what you said, I'm very curious about Gladys's gift. Draconir, you have to show us later what your beloved wife has prepared for you."

"Isn't this not good?"

"What's wrong? Your mother gave it to me..." Imrik was at a loss for words. At that time, Adira gave him several exquisite jewelry from Tyron Locke, but in the end only one ring was left.

"I always wear the ring."

"That was what happened after you gave me the Fire Dragon Crest Ring..." Draconir muttered in a low voice. There were indeed a lot of rings that my father wanted to wear. If he didn't want to pass the throne to himself according to tradition, he might have to wear it on every finger. Wear a precious ring that symbolizes status.

I originally wanted to continue to gather people and joke around before the wedding officially started, but as the master of ceremonies arrived, I realized that if I continued talking, His Highness the Prince might not be able to wait any longer.

The wedding scene was arranged in the side hall of the dragon palace. Even a person with a pure bloodline like Drachnir could not use the sacred dragon hall that symbolized the ancient kingdom on the grounds of wedding.

The flying posture of the dragon is indispensable. In order to congratulate the young man on his marriage, it is difficult for Minas Nir, who is in a state of ruin in the mountain temple, to come forward in person to roar in the sky on behalf of the tribe.

Roaring sounds replaced the magical fireworks as a decoration. If the guests think the scene is not fancy enough, maybe Minas Nir doesn't mind spraying a few puffs of dragon's breath as decoration...

Hundreds of giant dragons soared above the palace, but left after just a few minutes. The marriage between elves and elves would not attract much attention from the dragons, unless an unprecedented union of dragons and elves occurs one day.

The little queen prayed to the Mother Goddess in front of everyone, wishing the newlyweds a happy marriage. Although she had heard the same prayer many times, under the charm of Alisara, everyone still listened quietly to this sacred chant. .

When Lyle led Gladys into the scene, countless pairs of eyes with different expressions stared at the bride. They were not familiar with the mistress of the dragon palace, and they scrutinized, expected, dissatisfied, doubted, and hated... All hidden in seemingly happy applause.

Draconir took the slender palm handed out by Lyle and stared at his lover in a gorgeous dress in front of him. The nostalgia and joy in his eyes could not be concealed.

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time, so long that I even forgot how to use time to describe how long it is, but I am very happy that the person who walks into the hall with me is still you."

Gladys could not hide her anticipation for this moment in her crescent-shaped eyes, "Me too, maybe only the gods will know why two people who should never have any contact finally came together. ”

The couple looking at each other affectionately seems to have forgotten everything, integrating everything about each other into each other's eyes.

Creon, the ceremonial officer, stood behind the prince. Although he was reluctant to interfere with this touching scene, he still wanted to remind him in a low voice,

"Ahem, Your Majesty is still waiting."

After coming back to his senses, Draconir nodded, took his wife's hand and said, "Come with me to see my father."

"Um."

As the host and witness, Imrik did not choose to sit rigidly on a chair and wait for the newcomer to arrive. When he saw his son who was full of happiness, he felt a little mixed in his heart.

He has grown up and already has a family of his own... It would be great if his father and mother could see this scene.

Unlike the head of the family who was only slightly sentimental, Adira had turned around and began to secretly wipe her tears. She clearly remembered that among her father Eljo's last wishes, the biggest one was not to see Dracnir's wedding.

Imric stood in front of the two children, looking at them with nervous and expectant eyes. For a moment, he actually forgot the speech that Phyllis had prepared in advance.

"I often tell the court officials that happiness and pain often accompany each other. When you experience happiness, the hidden pain has already followed..."

Realizing that these words were not suitable for the current situation, Imrik hurriedly explained,

"Well, I mean, at least in the Phoenix King's eyes, that's the way it is."

These words caused a burst of snickering from those present. They did not expect that the former Prince Long, who was all-powerful on the battlefield, would be so nervous when facing the marriage of his children. (End of chapter)