Blood Elf Monarch

It was such an amazing evening. This was the first time Tristan had ever done it with a person as strong as him.

It certainly felt different. It was the complete opposite of when he did it with Hererra. Unlike the dark elf, the human sorceress was very submissive and was willing to do anything to care for his needs. Unfortunately, the human girl was unable to fully satisfy him.

Illiana, however, allowed him to perform with his utmost power as she could match him, reciprocating his every move. However, at the same time, Tristan could feel that she was very reluctant to fully submit to him.

Tristan had to admit, the best sex he had ever had up to this point was still the one with Serene. When they were together, he could feel her sincerity despite her shyness.

Even so, he believed that he should not judge too early. After all, it was his first time doing it with the dark elf. Not to mention, Tristan was confident that although it might take some time, eventually he could make this manipulative woman fully submit to him.

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It was hard to tell day from night within the dark territory as the morning sun was covered by the clouds of smoke, but Tristan knew that another day had passed.

As much as he wished to have more time to tame the beautiful creature in front of him. He currently did not have the luxury of spending too much time on such a thing. Because of this, he stopped after giving the woman her second relief.

Illiana threw herself onto the bed. Her grey skin was all sweaty, and a certain ecstasy was visible on her.

Now that Tristan had returned the favor to her, he decided to get off the bed and start putting on his clothes.

The woman stared at him with a look as if she was analyzing what was on his mind. After a moment of observing, she closed her eyes and began speaking.

"All elves are the same in this aspect, you know."

Tristan did not understand the reason she said those words out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?"

Illiana smiled. "We are built to only be attached to one person."

Tristan tried his best not to show his surprise on his face. She seemed very experienced from how she acted before they began and when they did it. However, the words Illiana just said implied that she had never done it with anybody else.

After the brief thought, Tristan turned around to look at Illiana, who still had her eyes closed on the bed.

"I'll certainly take care of you, if that's what you're wondering."

Unsurprised, the dark elf opened her eyes as she simply responded.

"I know you will... Not just because now you have feelings for me… but also because you need me."

"Well, that's true. Let's not waste any time and see your father."

After the two tidied themselves, they went together to see the king who was currently being accompanied by a few elders.

With just a brief look, when the king saw that the two came together, he immediately started laughing out loud.

"I never doubted that you would be able to successfully tame him, my daughter, but…" the king looked at Illiana's face. "I didn't expect that you would also give in to him."

Before Illiana could say anything in response to the king's words, the king continued to speak, interrupting her thought as he turned to look at Tristan.

"Lord Tristan, it seems that I really underestimated you! No elf has ever dared to even get close to my daughter, much less touch her… You really are one of a kind."

Upon hearing her father's words, a hint of red crept up to her face. Seeing that he was not done speaking and was about to continue on the topic, Illiana quickly interjected, "Father! Stop it!"

Tristan was slightly surprised seeing her reaction. Apparetnly even the clever and manipulative Illiana could be embarrassed to this extent.

"Hahahah, alright, alright," King Vizier relented after a hearty laugh. "So, Tristan! Does this mean that you have agreed to marry my daughter?"

"Yes, Lord Vizier, I am willing to take your daughter as my wife," Tristan affirmed with a nod.

"Very good! Very good!" King Vizier stood up with excitement. However, his next words surprised Tristan.

"Alright then, today, you will end your marriage to the Vanyar elf and prepare yourself to marry my daughter."

Tristan's relaxed smile unconsciously turned into a frown. This certainly did not sit well with Tristan, nor was it something he could accept.

The king had been observing the two since they entered, so how could he not notice the clear change in Tristan's expression?

Seeing Tristan's expression, the king also turned serious.

"You don't agree? Do you mean to tell me that you want my daughter to be your mistress!? You dare!?"

Tristan stood firm and explained, "No! She will still be my wife, but don't expect me to end my relationship with my first wife!"

The king's expression became grimmer. He began walking toward Tristan, and the pressure with each approaching step seemed to be able to make the ground tremble.

"You dare!? End your relationship with the Vanyar elf or we will have war!"

Unlike what Vizier expected, Tristan still firmly refused without budging from his position, his eyes looking straight at Vizier's.

"I will not! If that is what you want, then war it is!"

Silence filled the room as none of the two parties was willing to relent. Tristan glanced at Illiana to see her reaction and her opinion regarding the matter, but he soon realized something.

She was very calm. Too calm, especially when the situation allowed for a war to be waged.

It quickly hit him. The king was playing with him.

When Vizier saw the hint of realization on his face, the king immediately laughed and put his hand on Tristan's shoulder.

"Well done!! Lord Tristan, I myself have seven wives! As kings, we are expected to do such a thing for the future! Do you understand!?"

Tristan was rendered speechless. The previous fearsome and daunting image of the king instantly disappeared into thin air. At the same time, he was amazed by how quickly Vizier could change faces.

As expected, like father like daughter. Although this man seemed like someone with only brawns and no brains, he was still a bona fide king as well as the father of the cunning dark elf next to him.

King Vizier added, "Looks like my daughter didn't choose wrong! If you agree to my previous request, then it can only mean you cannot be trusted, but now I see you are to be trusted!"

And like that, the tense air dissipated as easily as it came. Tristan's smile also returned to his face when he heard those words.

"I'm glad," Tristan shortly expressed.

King Vizier laughed once more.

"Although it's unfortunate that she can't be your first wife, I don't mind her being your second wife as long as you give her the firstborn son, hahahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he called one of the elders and quickly ordered him to make the wedding preparations.

"We have a war coming, so let's do it as soon as possible! Is three days enough time for you?"

Although Vizier's idea did not seem too bad, Tristan already had his own thoughts about the matter. And now that the king brought it up, Tristan spoke up.

"I have a better idea, I wonder if Lord Vizier is willing to hear me out?"

"Oh?" Vizier was intrigued when he heard Tristan's words.  "Let's hear it then."

Tristan had spent three days running around the palaces of the high elves and dark elves. He still had a lot of things he needed to prepare and the enemy could come any day, so he thought of an idea.

"I never got the chance to be anointed as the King of Arcadia, so why don't we do it together with the wedding?" Tristan proposed.

Hearing the idea, Illiana nodded in approval. She was able to understand the reason, and thus agreed.

Tristan still had not been officially known as the King of Arcadia. He would need to be accepted as king if he wanted to command effectively in the upcoming battle, so it could not be put aside. Not to mention, the marriage with the princess of dark elves would give him some extra reputation for stopping the long-lasting war.

More importantly, the event could also be used as a reason to bring as many powerful fighters as possible into the palace of Arcadia, allowing them to be better prepared in case the space knights suddenly arrived.

Understanding the reason, the king agreed.

"Let's do that, then. We'll have your wedding in four days in the capital city of Arcadia."

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Written by Avans, Published exclusively by W.e.b.n.o.v..e.l,