StarNovelChapter 730: Look at this." He grinned widely, flashing teeth.
Daemonikai regarded him flatly.
"It's unsettling. Don't do that." But Vladya kept the wolfish grin even as they pivoted a corner.
"You look strange, stop doing that." Vladya tsked.
"You're just an old grump, Your Grace." "Ottai fares better than both of us. The people call him 'the sunshine amongst the rulers.' They consider him the most approachable of us all." "You are simply bitter," Vladya quipped.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I am perfectly approachable." "I'm not certain I approve of Aekeira's handiwork on you." Daemonikai gave him a skeptical side glance.
"Where has Vladya the mean scowler gone? The angry, bitter crow?" Vladya's laughter rang through the empty hallway.
It did feel nice hearing him laugh like this, but it still felt surreal. Vladya was still chuckling as the great doors opened before them. Even the high lords wore surprise on their faces when they saw him.
It was the Moonwise Festival. Tonight, they would make offerings to the half-moon, seeking favor that it might bless the full moons to cand strengthen their kind.
Every clan was present: the heads of the East, West, North, and South, united under one roof. One of the biggest event halls in Ravenshadow was filled to the brim.
The healer was nervous and awkward. He was also testing Zaiper's patience beyond endurance.
"Tellthe verdict," Grand Lord Zaiper snapped by the doorway, Razarr at his shoulder, glaring at the trembling male before him.
"She is not... n-not with child either, Your Highness," the healer stammered, his face pale with fear.
Zaiper was so pissed, he stomped toward the healer.
"Or perhaps it's you who knows nothing of what you are doing!" he roared, claws slipping out.
"I'll tear you apart with my bare hands." Razarr moved instantly, blocking his path.
"Stay calm, Your Highness. Remember, you still need him." Zaiper struck Razarr hard across the face, the sound cracking like a whip in the hidden underground hut.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"How dare you stand in my way?" he hissed.
Razarr did not flinch, blood welling where Zaiper's claws had raked his cheek. Zaiper stared at him for a long, tense moment. Taking a deep breath-one that did little to calm him-he stepped back.
"They are truly not pregnant, Your Highness. I was thorough," the healer said again in a trembling voice. The E.
acrid stench of urine filled the air.
"None of those filthy, useless females is carrying my heir!" Zaiper snarled, turning to the nearest wall and Qm driving his fist into the wood. The first strike cracked the plaster. The second drove deep, splintering the wood beneath. Over and over, he punched, his knuckles splitting open, stone dust flying. The roar built louder in his throat. "Why is nothing going my way!"
Silence hung thick after his outburst. He stood there, chest heaving, dlaws dripping blood. Finally, he spun and stomped out into the deep woods. The few soldiers he had traveled with surrounded him immediately.
Kady approached at a run, dropping to one knee.
"Your Highness! The spies we planted have sighted the Oracle.”
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