Chapter 1084 Speech

"What's the situation?"

Abstract Davian asked the little queen first. Judging from Elisara's unhappy expression, maybe Gladys has some incorrect ideas about the dragon princes?

Something is wrong... Although many people know about her and the little prince, almost no one intervenes. There is no reason for her to have alternative ideas about the Dragon Court.

Elisara came to her brother and whispered, "Sister Gladys has prepared a very unique gift for you. Perhaps it is difficult to find something of equivalent in the whole world."

Draconil was happy at first, but then he became a little puzzled. Would it be less expected to say it so early?

He looked at his sister with a strange expression, which was completely different from the high enthusiasm when he went in to gather intelligence just now. "Are you jealous?"

"Oh, who would be envious..." Elisara curled her lips in disdain, but then immediately relaxed, "Well, I just thought of my father's level and felt lost in my future life."

"It's okay, I will talk to my father about it." Draconil comforted him first, and said solemnly, "He is the Phoenix King and it is not easy to take action, but I have no problem. As long as the partner you find can pass my level, there should be no problem."

"..." Elisara responded to this in silence.

"But you still have a way, for example..." Draconil thought about it and gave up. Although the elves are not too disgusted with same-sex relationships, she is a little queen after all, and acting like this is not good for her image.

But if it was a girl, my father would have no objection...

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

"The Phoenix King is still here. There is nothing you can't tell His Majesty."

Seeing the old man with a weird temper start to make trouble, Elisara hurriedly explained, "I just talked to my brother. My sister-in-law will give him an extremely precious gift, so he should be mentally prepared."

Gift?

Imric looked back at Atila and found that she didn't know much about it.

In fact, the two sides have negotiated. Lyle is not willing to accept a huge betrothal gift, and Imric will definitely not think about the small dowry of the marriage family.

On the surface, the Dragon Court will give Gladys a lot of precious treasures, but in reality, it is just a capital for the princess's wife to stay in the court. The things that are really given to each other are some low-value specialties, such as the scales and eggshells of the young dragons that grew up with Draknir, and a few shells and wood carvings produced in the Itain Inland Sea.

"Hearing you say that, I am very curious about Gladys's gift, Draknir, you must 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..." Imrick was speechless for a moment. At the time, Atila gave him several exquisite ornaments from Terenlock, and in the end, only a ring was left.

"Ring, I have been wearing it with me all the time."

"That was after you gave me the Fire Dragon Emblem Ring..." Draknir muttered softly. His father did have a lot of rings to wear. If he didn't want to pass the throne to him according to tradition, he might have to wear a precious ring on every finger to symbolize his identity.

I wanted to continue to gather and joke before the wedding officially started, but with the arrival of the MC, I also realized that if I continued to talk, I was afraid that His Royal Highness would not be able to wait.

The wedding was arranged in the side hall of the Dragon Palace. Even if the bloodline was as pure as Draknir, it was impossible to use the sacred dragon hall that symbolized the ancient kingdom for the wedding.

The flying posture of the dragon was indispensable. In order to congratulate the young people's marriage, Minasnir, who was in a bad state in the mountain temple, could hardly come forward to represent the tribe to roar in the sky.

The roar replaced the magic fireworks as decorations. If the guests thought the scene was not fancy enough, maybe Minasnir would not mind spraying a few breaths of dragon as embellishment...

Hundreds of dragons soared above the palace, but left after just a few minutes. The marriage of elves and elves could not attract too much attention from the dragons, unless one day there was a combination of dragons and elves for the first time.

The little queen prayed to the Mother Goddess in front of everyone, wishing the couple a happy marriage. Although they had heard the same prayer many times, under the charm of Elisara, everyone still listened quietly to the sacred chanting.

When Lyle led Gladys into the scene, countless pairs of eyes with different expressions stared at the bride. They were not familiar with the hostess of the dragon court. They looked at, expected, dissatisfied, suspicious, and hated... all hidden in the seemingly happy applause.

Draknir took Lyle's slender hand and stared at the lover in front of him in a gorgeous dress. The attachment and happiness 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 describe the length of time, but I am glad that the person who walks into the palace with me is still you."

Gladys's bright eyes, like the crescent moon, could not hide her expectation for this moment, "Me too, perhaps only the gods know why two people who should never have any contact finally come together."

The couple looked at each other affectionately, seeming to forget everything and integrate everything about each other into each other's eyes.

Creon, the etiquette officer, stood behind the prince. Although he was reluctant to interfere with this touching scene, he still had to remind him quietly,

"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 Eldra'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)