The dragon's harem

Chapter 623 Blood Omen

"Why you!" Aella rushed toward the table, catching Zephyr in her hand and lifting her up, "Snap out of it, I know you can." She growled at her.

"Hehehe!" Zephyr giggled, her head dangling around as she drooled, "More!"

Arad sat on a chair in the back with Isdis at his side, "The guards told me they found the bandits messed up more than they would live to describe," Isdis looked at Arad's face, "From their eyes, she didn't hold back,"

Arad shook his head, "She held back more than you can understand," He looked at his hand, seeing the silver ring glowing.

"Probably I should put more on," He reached into his stomach, pulling Aella, Merida, and Mira's rings, putting them to fill his hand. ^[And this from me,]^ Doma added one last ring on his thumb, filling his fist.

"Still more to go," He stood.

"Where are you going?" Isdis asked, looking at his back.

"Walking around the ballroom,"

"Arad! Come here!" Charlie waved his hand, inviting Arad toward the massive dinner table.

The table spanned several meters long and held several roasted animals on top, everything from sheep, pigs, chicken, and turkeys, there was even a half-roasted cow taking a quarter of the table. Drinks were lined all the way in the corner of the room at a small bar with an old man sitting there, serving drinks to whoever asked.

Arad stood beside Charlie and looked at the table, "How did you even roast that cow?" He looked at the meat, "Have a massive oven or something?"

"Kin can cook," Charlie smiled, ripping a chicken leg off and biting it, "Eat and drink, you're the groom, aren't you?"

"Don't get drunk though," Thomas approached, sneaking a stare at the crying Zephyr in Aella's hand, "Dealing with the wind spirit is enough, we don't need a drunk dragon going crazy,"

Arad smiled, pulling the cow's legs off with ease. He lifted the massive chunk of the meat and bit it, his teeth going straight through the bones as if they were biscuits. "Don't worry, I don't get drunk that easily,"

CLANG! Jack put a massive jug of dwarven firewire on the table beside Arad, "Want a drink? I poured this just now," He lifted a mug of his own, drinking. Unlike most people, the artificial liver Jack got from Cain allowed him to drink like a monster.

Arad lifted the massive Jug of wine Jack brought him, an appropriate size, albeit still feeling like a spoonful. He sniffed it and then stared at Jack. "You just came in?" Arad asked.

"Yeah," Jack smacked the mug on the table after finishing half, "Was out with Lydia,"

Arad looked back at his jug, "Fairy bath wine," He put it aside. Jack seemed to have poured them from the barrel Zephyr swam in. Most people won't notice, but Arad could smell her in the wine, like the fragrance of mint and lime on a mojito.

^[You eat people whole, disgusted by that?]^

^I just, don't feel like drinking it,^ Arad looked at Jack, "Where did you get that?"

"Look," Jack pointed at a crowd of people fighting over a barrel of wine, scrambling to drink from it. "If a lot of people are fighting for it, it must be good."

"Do you know?" Arad looked at Jack, "Zephyr was swimming in that barrel."

Jack stopped drinking and stared at his mug, "So that's why they are fighting over it," He sighed and kept drinking, "Would've kept for sale later if I knew, what a waste of fairy dust."

^[Fairy dust is the falling scales from a fairy's wings, it restores youth, and man and even dispels weak curses and grants good luck. By restoring youth I mean it makes you look younger by getting rid of wrinkles and the like, not actually aging you backward.]^

[It doesn't work in dragons,] Mom added after Doma.

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Isdis approached Eris, handing her a glass of wine as she saw her standing alone on the balcony, "What are you thinking about?"Follow current s on N(o)vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.nᴇt

"Isdis?" Eris turned, taking the glass from her, "I'm fine."

"No you aren't," Isdis tapped her back, causing her to almost spill the wine, "Speak, we live under the same roof,"

Eris sighed, looking at her palm and the drop of red wine dripping across the glass like blood.

She could feel her heartbeat, and the blood rushing in her veins pulse across her limbs, sending sparks of magic down to her nails. "I do not feel my own death anymore,"

"You what?"

"We vampires are counted among the dead most of the time. That isn't an empty claim, I was able to sense my death, and that is why I worked as a funeral parlor director. Besides being entwined with Katal and his cult of course," She smiled, "No more murder, and now no more death,"

"Isn't that good? What's the problem?" Isdis smiled, "You look free to me, aren't you?"

"I feel off like something has been going on inside my body since the day I achieved my plasma expansion. I don't know if it's my draconic blood boiling, or something else." She stared into the stars.

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Far away, a large steel coffin opened up in a cavern deep underground. Blood gushed out like a river, drowning the caves in the blink of an eye as runes of magic sparked red everywhere.

A pale white hand emerged from the coffin, grabbing into its side as a naked thin man crawled out, his extremely long hair covering his whole body as his red eyes sparked with magic.

He gasped, coughing blood, "That bastard, to think he'll do that," Vlad growled, staring at his own distorted reflection in the blood as his eyes and the runes illuminated the place red. "This is the singing Coffin of the north, a young half-elf body." He stared at his own hands, sitting down in the blood.

He extended his hands forward, "My blood, my soulless body," He mumbled, seeing his blood on all the vampires in the world, seeing them all. "I see, she as well," His eyes landed on Eris.

"I managed to achieve sun resistance with magic, and my daughter Scarlett inherited it, but you are about to achieve something greater," He growled, "A holy vampire, I'll give you enough time to grow and ripe, all for me snatch you to my side," He smiled, staring at Arad through the blood.

"You dragon, take care of her well." He giggled, "For soon I'll come for your wife's ass, I wonder if we'll give birth to a perfect vampire?"

Vlad clenched his fists, "That's it, but I need to plan first." He waved his hands, blood forming a crimson robe on his body as he stood, "My goal is catching Eris Alive and having children with her until I get a perfect vampire to use as a vessel. But for that, I need to deal with that dragon, Alcott, and Nina, countless problems," He stood, looking at the ceiling as his hair started rising, "Zephyr is the biggest problem, I need generals, people strong enough to fight and win."

He took a step forward, "Wait for me, I'll be there for revenge soon, and you'll regret blowing my kingdom."