Blood Elf Monarch

It had been a long six days of too much learning of the so-called 'the way of the Elf' for Tristan. It was quite an interesting experience. It would be perfect if he could learn some spells though.

This morning, Tristan sensibly decided to rest his body. After all, it was mandatory to have a day-off after 5 days of work, let alone 6, right?

The moment he awakened from his obscure dream, Tristan chose to walk out of his bedroom and hang out at the luxurious balcony his room had. Seeing the red sky gradually turning blue was a mesmerizing sight for him. It was quite a beautiful morning.

The green scenery, the white snow, the melodious chirpings and the windy nature. Now that he was relaxing, Tristan slowly felt that living in this Vanyar City wasn't half bad, extraordinary even. He was sure that many people back on Earth would be willing to pay a high amount of dollars to live like this.

Except for the food department that definitely could be improved to a higher standard, everything else about the Vanyar Kingdom was marvelous. 

Even though most of the elves were arrogant, these past few days Tristan discovered that these people were at least more straightforward than the humans who were full of deceit and lies. There was no need for him to stay on his toes all the time as there wasn't much cloak and dagger around; At least, that was what he found so far.

There was also the prospect of marrying a beautiful woman on the table. If this matter truly happened, Tristan should have more freedom and also, the status of the royalty of the Vanyar.

Then when he already received the status of royalty, he just had to make sure to pick his sister up, bring her here, and all would be set. All in all, being surrounded by thousands of skillful elves guaranteed the safety of him and his sister.

It truly sounded like a plan, an extremely great one.

While Tristan was lost in his reverie, it was at this time that a group of elven guards suddenly came barging in and told him that he was summoned to the throne room by the queen.

It had been a few days since they last met because Tristan had been busy learning the so-called way of the Elf. Finally, a week later, the wonderful Milf, Queen Leena decided to speak with him again.

Just like before, the queen was seen sitting on her crystal throne with Elder Anmar standing beside her. But this time, there was another person in the hall beside Serena and Captain Raika, who was clearly still waiting for him. That person was Master Ortiz.

The assembly started with Captain Raika, once again, delivering King Callan's request to bring him back to Arcadia as soon as possible. Regarding this matter, the queen casually answered, "Don't waste your breath, captain. The king will not have him until I finish my business with him."

The queen sent her usual teasing smile at Tristan while she was saying that. He inwardly shook his head at that, but unbeknownst to him a faint smile appeared on his face.

Tristan could see Raika tried her best to persuade the queen, but she instantly stopped what she was doing the moment the latter started to frown. The rage of the crown wasn't something she could handle, after all.

Captain Raika could only bow and retreated to the side. Afterwards, the queen shifted her attention to Master Ortiz.

The queen continued her words, with a mood that was clearly worse than before. 

"I hope that the next news I hear will be a good one, Master Ortiz. Please, tell me the progress. "

The old master stepped forward, bowed, and started speaking in a very polite tone, "I apologize, my queen. I will need more time with him."

Upon hearing this, Tristan released a frown of his own. These elves truly had the habit of talking about someone else, and acting like the person was not even in the room.

On the other hand, the queen's frown deepened when she heard the old master's words. "It's been 5 days, Ortiz! How much longer do you need? What's his progress?"

The old master bowed again as he said, "I truly apologize, Your Majesty. We were still learning the basics, he needs more time!"

"The progress Ortiz!"

The old elf was startled when he heard the queen's half-shouting words.

"He's currently on his way to reach the second stage, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, the queen seemed to be even more annoyed.

"That means he's still on the first stage" then she let out a long sigh.

While all of this was happening, the others were obviously doing their best to keep silent.

Queen Leena was silent for a moment before turning her head to the side and saying, "Anmar, how's the wedding and the Gauntlet's preparation?"

Elder Anmar who had been silent all this time finally opened his mouth.

"Everything is on standby, ready for your confirmation, My Queen."

When she heard that, the queen turned to her daughter before looking at Tristan.

"It's settled then. Anmar, give out the news. In 5 days, we will hold the Gauntlet and the winner will marry the princess."

Once more Serene was appeared troubled by the decision.

At this moment, Master Ortiz suddenly bowed again and said, "The elf is not ready, My Queen. He will have no chance of winning."

The queen stares towards Tristan and said "He needs to be"

Tristan received her stare with a confused look. He really didn't understand the queen's intention. Wasnt the gauntlet was prepared for the princess benefit? and now that the related person had actually agreed on the matter, was this gauntlet or whatever still necessary?

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