The Dragon King’s Harem System

Chapter 299. Walking Around The Palace II

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 299. Walking Around The Palace II

Walking through the streets of the Healer Tribe’s city with Elixar, I couldn’t help but compare it to Dragon Cross City. The contrast was striking. Where my city was loud and bustling, full of diverse, powerful beings striding through its chaotic streets, this place exuded calm. Everything here seemed perfectly in its place—like the entire city had taken a deep, collective breath and decided to relax.

The people moved differently too. They weren’t the towering, battle-ready figures I was used to back home. Here, they walked with a quiet grace, their movements almost meek in comparison to the dragons who filled my domain. Yet, there was something admirable in their composure, a quiet strength that didn’t rely on raw power.

The streets were pristine, lined with vibrant gardens and trees that looked as though they had grown in perfect harmony with the city. It wasn’t just beautiful; it was peaceful. While Dragon Cross City thrived on its diversity and energy, this place was almost entirely elven. It wasn’t an accident either—it was intentional.  

For centuries, the Healer Tribe had kept themselves closed off, limiting who could enter their territory. It wasn’t just paranoia; it was survival. They’d seen what outsiders could do and weren’t about to risk their secrets falling into the wrong hands. Even for allies, the rules were strict. Visits had to be approved by the Healer King himself, and even then, they could only bring a handful of soldiers—twenty max. No exceptions.  

I couldn’t help but admire the thought and discipline behind it. As I looked around, taking in the quiet beauty of the city, I turned to Elixar. “I have to say,” I told him, “your city’s incredible. The peace and order here… it’s something to admire. You’ve built something truly special.”  

Elixar’s face lit up with pride. “Thank you, Argod,” he said, his voice warm. “It may not have the energy or vibrancy of Dragon Cross City, but this harmony is what we strive for. Maintaining it has always been our top priority. It’s a beauty of a different kind—one that brings peace to the heart.”  

After the tour, Elixar led me back to the palace and showed me to my quarters. The room was spacious yet humble, designed more for comfort than extravagance. He bid me farewell. I decided to take a moment for myself.  

Standing on the balcony, I let the view wash over me. The city stretched out below like a living painting. Crystalline structures glimmered in the golden light of the setting suns, their reflections casting mesmerizing patterns on the streets below. The gardens, the fountains, the orderly streets—it all came together in a way that was almost surreal.  

Leaning against one of the stone pillars, I allowed myself a rare moment of relaxation. Being the Dragon King came with endless responsibilities, and moments like these were few and far between. But here, alone on the balcony, I could let my guard down.  

A thought struck me. I’d seen so much of the city, but I hadn’t yet tasted its flavors. I called for one of the palace servants and asked for a selection of the Healer Tribe’s signature drinks. They left with a polite nod, promising to return shortly.  

While I waited, I let my thoughts wander. Evelina was somewhere in the palace, likely caught up with her family. It was important for her to be here, and I respected that. Still, I missed her presence. 

Before long, the servant returned, carrying a tray filled with an assortment of goblets. The drink was vibrant, and the aroma of exotic herbs and spices filled the air as the tray was set down on a small table by the balcony. With a bow, the servant left me to my solitude.  

I approached the table and picked up one of the goblets, a liquid gold mixture catching my eye. It smelled sweet, with hints of something earthy beneath. 

Curious, I took a sip, letting the flavor roll over my tongue. It was unlike anything I’d ever tasted—delicate and complex, like honey but with layers of spice and herb that I couldn’t quite place.  

Leaning back against the pillar again, I let the drink settle, savoring the quiet moment. 

The breeze toyed with my hair, carrying the fragrant scent of the gardens below. For the first time in what felt like forever, I let go of my title, the endless decisions, and the constant demands on my time.  

The responsibilities of being Dragon King were immense. Protecting my people, managing alliances, securing our borders—it never stopped. Even now, standing here in this peaceful city, part of my mind was already calculating the potential benefits of our alliance with the Healer Tribe. But for a brief moment, I pushed it all aside.  

The suns dipped lower on the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow across the city. The sky began to shift, hues of purple and orange bleeding together in a breathtaking display. It was the kind of scene that could make even a hardened king pause.  

The goblet now empty, I placed it back on the table and closed my eyes, letting the sounds of the city drift over me. 

Opening my eyes, I looked up at the sky again. 

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