Sold to a Prince!

193  Hunting Part1

Standing next to Sylvia, Melissa glanced at her with a hidden glint in her eyes.

The next second… a golden glow enveloped her body and her slender lithe figure transformed into something long and serpentine.

The entire length of her body was covered by golden scales that shimmered in the moonlight and a row of sharp thorny spikes ran from her head to her tail.

This was her beast?

Sylvia could feel a powerful aura seeping from the beast.

She was definitely bigger than the Lycan clan wolves and her mere presence made the other wolves uncomfortable.

As soon as Melissa shifted, the howls ceased and a commanding silence filled the air. This was the power and majesty of someone from the draconian lineage.

And Melissa was a draconian wyrm!

Sylvia recognized the beast instantly. She had seen a similar portrait on one of the palace walls.

She gazed at the majestic beast floating in front of her. She was actually floating mid-air and it was so effortless and casual. She did not have wings like her which made her wonder how she was able to stay afloat.

As Sylvia observed the beast, admiring its beauty and its magnificence, the beast's golden slit-like eyes also stared back at her.

And unlike her gaze, the gaze of the beast was predatory, hostile, and arrogant.

Melissa grinned. She could see the woman watching her dumbstruck, but she didn't restrain her aura even one bit.

She intended to go all out today. She wanted to make her kneel on the ground and wet herself in fear. She wanted to completely humiliate her and put her in her place.

So she did not hold back anything at all.

The golden wyrm moved, slowly floating towards the pale woman who looked as if she was trembling in fear.

It opened its mouth and a long forked tongue flickered in and out, a tongue similar to one that belonged to a venomous serpent.

HISSSS…

It slithered mid-air and whispered in between the long silky silver strands.

A deathly silence filled the air and no one even dared to breathe loud. Sylvia was trembling from head to toe. Her knees were on the verge of collapsing. Everyone could see that.

But still, Melissa kept going. She coiled herself around the woman as a predator would around the prey seconds before killing it.

The aura and pressure she was emanating had also become exponentially higher.

Everyone assembled in the gathering were matured strong beasts so even though they felt uncomfortable, they could still bear with it.

However, Sylvia was nothing more than a human being at this point. Before anyone realized it, blood started trickling down her ears, eyes, and nose.

Her body swayed as if it was going to fall any moment and the wyrm did not look like it was going to back down at all. instead, its coils tightened around her.

Melissa's golden eyes glinted cruelly as her tongue flickered in and out one more time. Her sharp golden scales were about to scratch and draw blood from Sylvia's body when suddenly a loud voice broke the silence.

"Isn't that enough, your highness?" Roman snarled and stepped forward.

He wanted to shift back and support Sylvia but the truth was even he was powerless in the presence of a draconian beast.

The royal family was the only remaining beast clan with a divine bloodline and everyone else had no other choice but to kneel to them.

Even speaking in the presence of a draconian beast when its aura and its power were unleashed without any restraint, took a great deal of strength.

bowing humbly.

He took one look at the woman who was covered in thick blood and instantly knew what was going It would be suffocating to do so. However, Roman was much stronger than Melissa, so he was able to somewhat maintain his composure in her presence.

He walked over to the dazzling golden wyrm, his own body a bit different than usual. The more he walked closer to wyrm, the more the blue runes on his body glowed.

His gaze bore into the slit-like orbs of the wyrm and he once again muttered. "My clan members are not comfortable. Please watch your aura, your highness."

His words though seemingly calm and casual, sent a tremor across the golden wyrm and Melissa snapped out of her thoughts.

She quickly shifted back to her slender human figure. Not fully as her golden scales still covering most parts of her body and her eyes were still bright golden.

But this in itself, instantly relieved everyone and the other wolves were able to breathe. Roman as well shifted to his human form and quickly stepped forward to hold Sylvia.

She looked like she was about to collapse and faint any instant. Blood was still dripping from her orifices. "Call for the physician," Roman shouted immediately.

"Is she alright? I am such a klutz. I am so used to playing around with Kel and I completely got carried away." Melissa worriedly added.

"Ughh… What should I do now… I shouldn't have forgotten that she was so weak… ahh… I am so sorry, Lord Roman. We sisters ended up interrupting your harvest festival for no reason."

"Why don't you let me take her to the royal physician? We will get out of your hair. I don't want to cause any more inconvenience."

"I can get her there in a couple of minutes."

Roman looked at the woman, who was smiling nervously. She even seemed genuinely worried. However...

"It's quite alright, your highness. The physician is almost here. We can send her back to the palace once he takes a look." He rejected her suggestion.

"No, Lord Roman. I insist. His majesty might prefer it this way." Melissa also did not look like she was going to give up.

While the two of them argued, the physician had already arrived and he walked over to them, bowing humbly.

He took one look at the woman who was covered in thick blood and instantly knew what was going on. So he hesitatingly interrupted the conversation, by greeting both the figures in order.

"Your highness."

"My Lord."

"Please forgive me for interrupting, but Princess Sylvia is not ill."