Dragonsâ Melancholic Song (Part 10)
I took in a deep and then looked at the two in front of me. Irina was beside me. Interacting with our parents felt comparable to us meeting our parents to discuss a marriage. Maybe it was exactly that. However, both of our fathers were absent. Slightly nervous, Irina clasped her hands. I couldnât discern what she was nervous about. I was questioning if she wanted to let me go home or what.
I took in another big breath before speaking: âBefore we get down to business, let me preface that I donât want to comment on what took place last night. After all, no matter how you look at it, Irina was the one who got the short end of the stick.â
Camille didnât quite seem to comprehend what I was saying. With a smile, she replied, âIn reality, was it not you who got the short end of the stick? After all, are you not married and against this? Thus, were you not the one who got the short end of the stick? To be fair, we cannot say that we pulled some strings. As a male dragon, you should have realised there was a problem the moment you took the drink.â
Dragon Mom then interjected, âMy son is not a complete dragon, so he cannot understand everything here.â
Camille giggled and then went on, keeping her gaze on me: âWe should apologise, then. I am very sorry. The drink that you drank last night was concocted with Irinaâs juices. We also added our unique drug, which is why you could not have possibly remained conscious. Normally speaking, male dragons can smell the difference in the drink. I never realised you would not be able to smell it. I guess that means we were in the wrong. Nevertheless, Irina has a good impression of you. Have any romantic sparks been lit between you two after what happened last night?â
I shook my head and explained, âSorry, letâs put that aside for the meantime. How could there have been any feelings between us last night when I wasnât even conscious of what I was doing? Honestly, I was shocked and befuddled when I woke up. I didnât feel any romantic feelings. Iâm not saying that Miss Irina isnât charming. What Iâm expressing is what happened was too sudden that I still havenât come to terms with it. As it has already happened, nonetheless, I donât want to get angry. All I want is to have a talk.â
âI locked you inside, because I considered that. Since you are out, though, let us talk, then.â
âOh, so she never intended to talk to me!â I realised.
Camilleâs response made me feel awkward and lost for words. I hesitated for a brief moment before querying, âWhat I mean is that I want to know what exactly you want. Itâs pointless to force Irina and me into this. Do you just want Irina and me to have a child? What happens if our child turns out to be a girl? Are you going to adamantly wait until we have a boy before you stop?â
Camille smiled in response: âThat was rather direct, but youâre basically right. Iâm aware youâre married and have children, but since you came here, I think you should do something for our race. Queen Sylvanas is a pure-blooded dragon. If she didnât want to revive our race, why would she have brought you here?â
âFrankly, I could have chosen to not bring my son here. I wouldnât have been able to find you all without him, however. My son didnât come to revive the dragon race. My son is my son, and I am me. The two of us donât share the same views. My son doesnât know much about the dragon raceâs history. Iâm the one who wants to revive the dragon race, not my son.â
I nodded and seriously said, âThatâs exactly right. I came here for my momâs sake. Honestly speaking, I wouldnât be here if not for my mom.â
Irina glanced at me. She was slightly upset, and there was a hint of her complaining. I knew what I said could hurt them, since their race was on the verge of extinction, while the only person who could save them, which was me, was indifferent about it. Anybody would be upset about that, right? I didnât have a choice, nevertheless. I wouldnât have said it if they didnât pull the stunt on me. In fact, I might have sympathised with them. But nonetheless, I had make my stance clear there and then. If I expressed sympathy for them, Iâd have no chance of leaving. Itâd hurt Irina, but I had no choice. I didnât dislike her.
Camille replied, âI see. Though that was what you originally thought, you have now gotten involved with us. Moreover, you are a dragon when it comes down to it, which makes you a member of our dragon race. You are with dragons right now, so you should do something for the race.â
I nodded in agreement. I had been dragged into it, which was why I had to discuss the situation. I didnât want to continue being dragged into it. I needed to hurry and cut myself off from them and then immediately get out of their place. The only question was whether or not Camille would allow us passage.
Even if Camille didnât agree to let us go, she may not be able to defeat Dragon Mom. In the past, the pure-blooded dragons were revered. The revered dragons essentially became nobles of the race through sheer power. Mom fitted the bill of a revered dragon. Consequently, she should be able to defeat Camille without any hitches.
I shook my head: âThatâs not how it works. I told you: Iâm married, and I have children. Irina is a good girl, but my only duty this time was to help my mom find you. The rest has nothing to do with me. I didnât inform my family about this. What would my wives think if I donât return home? What is my family supposed to think? If you require my assistance in the future, Iâll gladly help, but I must go home now.â
Camille silently looked at me, while Irina looked disappointed. I knew it wasnât nice to Irina, since she was in the same boat as Ling Yue. Ling Yue wanted me to be by her side when she craved sexual activity. If I left, who would Irina ask to relieve her? Moreover, what was she going to do after discovering how good it felt? It didnât have much to do with me, though. I was the victim, so why did I have to think for her sake?!!
The atmosphere between us was awfully awkward. Â Frankly, I didnât see the need for any more discussions. I firmly stated my position. I didnât want to stay. Meanwhile, the dragons wanted me to have a child. They expected me to have a child before allowing me to leave. Neither the dragons nor I could accept each otherâs suggestions. Under normal conditions, the discussions ended there; however, neither of us was willing to give up, yet I couldnât blurt out that there was nothing left to discuss. Consequently, we were locked in a stalemate.
A short moment later, Camille broke the silence: âPlease have some tea, Queen Sylvanas, Troy. As we went to the elven lands, it is only natural that we know of this sort of stuff.â
Camille placed the teacups before Mom and I. The same trick wouldnât work on me twice, so upon noticing my vigilant expression, Irina drank from her cup and then swapped with me. Softly, she said, âIt will not happen a second time, so you do not need to worry.â
âThank you.â I nodded and then picked up my cup to have a drink.
Mom had a drink, too; then, she placed her cup down. She pursed her lips a few times. She remarked, âThis tea tastes slightly different to the tea in the Imperial Palace. It doesnât taste as good.â
âTo make a comparison between our tea and the tea in Imperial palace is unfair. This tea is what I brought here. It came from the elven lands. I brought it along with my other belongings in the elven lands. This is very important to me. I would not bear to serve it to others, for I do not have an unlimited stock.â
I expressed, âIf you want, I can supply you with the best tea.â
âThere is no need for that. I just hope you can stay. I do not ask that you stay here forever. I just want you to stay until Irina gives birth.â
I solemnly shook my head: âThatâs impossible. I donât know when Irina will be pregnant. Who can say for certain how much longer Iâll need to wait until I can go home. I didnât inform my family about this. I donât want them to not see me return.â
In a somewhat unhappy tone, Camille sighed: âI am very sorry, King Troy. I honestly didnât want to do this. I decided that I wouldnât have to resort to force if I could get through to you, but whether I am speaking to you as a mother or the guardian here, I donât want you to leave.â
Before I could say anything, I heard a strange sound from Dragon Momâs direction. Her porcelain cup dropped to the ground and the sound of it shattering startled me. I turned to look in Momâs direction. Mom grabbed her throat and began to whimper. Her eyes were filled with shock and terror.
As soon as I went to get up, Camille thrust her claws through my shoulders and pinned me to the backrest of the chair. Dragon Mom desperately attempted to get up when she heard me groan, but she couldnât. She foamed at the mouth similarly to a crab. Even her eyes began to roll back into her head.
Mom dropped to the ground with a heavy thud. She squirmed and curled up. She then convulsed before her head powerlessly flopped to the ground. Her eyes had rolled back into her head, so she looked at me with her white eyes, making her resemble a corpseâŚ
âThe poison from the elves isnât fatal, but it can put an adult dragon to sleep for eternity. Without the antidote, she may not survive.â
My blood spurt forth from my shoulders as Camille pulled her claws out, staining the entire table with my blood. I couldnât feel my shoulders. I couldnât get them to budge. The sharp pain went from my shoulders to my brain, causing me to shudder as I fell to the ground with a groan.
âI wonât hurt you, for I still need you. However, I know that, if Sylvanas meets with misfortune, you wonât be able to return. Now, go and have a child with Irina; else, you will never see your Sylvanas.â
*The silver dragon drops formalities here; hence the use of contractions in her speech unlike previous chapters.