Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Meanwhile, Asura himself continued to rest, his body enveloped in the comforting embrace of Mu Xue and Xavida.

Unbeknownst to him, they kept a secret, a conflict that fermented beneath the surface. Yet, in his presence, they maintained an exterior of harmony, their devotion to his well-being outweighing their personal feelings.

"Xavida, is our darling still sleeping?"

"Mm, he seemed to relax finally after we reached the capital border."

Mu Xue frowned. "That was because the guards used their mana-detecting magic constantly. Because our darling is sensitive, he woke up, and that caused him to jump from his sleepy state to an awakened state."

"We can\'t blame them. But I still want to beat them!"

"Do not worry, Xavida. We have planned for him. Let\'s work hard so he can rest easy before the wedding. You know he wanted to marry us all together, but because of the situation, it\'s impossible."

"Who are we?" Xavida asked curiously before a woman climbed into the carriage without even knocking.

"Of course me, little dragon girl."

The raven-haired beauty Verana entered the wide carriage space, her blood-red eyes looking at Asura\'s peaceful state. Curling her lips like a crescent moon, she showed her delight. "He finally slept properly."

"Indeed." Mu Xue nodded her head.

"Then, let\'s review the wedding plans to reduce our beloved\'s stress and worries."

"Yes."

The three women then held their secret conversation, all for the benefit of their sleeping beauty. .net

***

After waking up, Asura\'s mind had reached a clearer state. Looking at the wall, he found it peculiar that the carriage could drive through the streets without jostling him around.

He then noticed that the walls were familiar, with the same decorations as those at the Imperium Hotel, where he had spent his first night with Mu Xue.

"We are in the Imperial Capital?" Asura thought out loud.

"Indeed. My dear Asura, are you feeling better?" Verana\'s sultry voice, both pleasant and arousing, echoed from a distance.

Her beautiful figure bathing in the sunlight was visible from the side as she sat at the table writing in several documents, wearing a beautiful pair of small oval-rimmed glasses.

"A lot better. It feels like I\'ve lifted a big weight from my shoulders," Asura replied.

Verana smiled and asked, "My dear, may I trouble you to sign some documents? I have completed the summaries and information, but it needs the territories earl to sign them to be approved."

"Territory Earl? Do you mean me?" Asura asked in confusion.

"Of course."

Verana picked up a quill and walked over to him while placing the documents on a reading table next to him. Asura looked stunned when reading them. He noticed that the name Asura Fenix appeared instead of Garret Fenix.

This meant his father really transferred the territory and title to him!

Asura glanced at Verana with a bit of nervousness in his heart. Verana chuckled, "Don\'t worry, these documents have no hidden clauses or traps."

Her gaze became dark as blood magic swirled around her body, turning her hair crimson. "If those bastards dared to trap my beloved, I would wipe them out with the full might of Drakkur!"

"I didn\'t think of that. I believe you." Asura shook his head. He wasn\'t too concerned about the paper trails. There was only one thing that really mattered. "Verana, did father say anything else?"

"Yes. Please don\'t mind me and come home when you have time." She then took out a small letter, one from Ophelia and the other from his father.

"Asura, I am here for you. The others can give you warmth and youthful passion, but I will give you guidance, support, and help as a lord and my everything." Verana leaned over his shoulder, her expression of affection always a little strange, but he realised how much she loved him.

The nostalgic scent of her body soothed his mind, allowing him to read the documents with a logical mind.

***

Meanwhile, in the capital city, Mu Xue, Xavida were walking along the road with Asura\'s father and mother with a group of knights.

"Mu Xue, Xavida, I cannot believe you both arranged for us to be transported to the city for Asura\'s wedding." Garret, in his noble attire, couldn\'t help but chuckle while they were enjoying the tour from their son\'s future wives.

Ophelia held Xavida\'s hand. Since the pair was pregnant, they got along extremely well. "So Xavi, when will my lovely granddaughters be born?"

"It\'ll be at least a year, but after that, whenever I feel ready, they will come," Xavida said.

"Really? So fast? Dragons have the image they would take a long time to give birth!"

Mu Xue smiled as she explained, "It takes one year for their bodies to form, while after that, they can remain in a biological state for up to ten years, depending on the situation, to ensure safe breeding. It\'s really magical!"

"Oh? Is there a benefit to staying longer?" Ophelia\'s eyes shone. She loved learning more things, especially about her own family growing up.

"Yes, the longer they stay in their biological form, the stronger they will be. As such, dragons often wait until at least five years of growth before allowing birth."

"That\'s truly amazing. Why do you only want to wait one year, Xavi?"

"Ah... because of darlings\' powerful genes, the girls are already eager to come out and meet their papa...."

The reality of her situation was that both dragons inherited a different bloodline, which Verana also confirmed using her blood magic. One inherited the Devil and Devouring bloodlines, along with her main genetics being a silver dragon. The other absorbed Asura\'s devouring, Asura, and dragon bloodline, making her a strange hybrid dragon with both white and black bloodlines.

It was cute that neither adopted his phoenix bloodline, but Verana ruled that might be impossible for non-phoenix mates.

Or there might be a select pair who would inherit those genes in their children.

"Oh, my? Will I have lovely and amazing grandchildren? Garret, Garret!?"

The women looked back, only to notice Garret moving his arms as if tossing things into the air as he muttered. "Who are my favourite little girls... Grandpa will give you both treats in secret, hoho."

"..."

"..."

Each of them looked at each other and could only laugh.

The image of a tall male with stocky muscles and red hair tossing imaginary granddaughters in the air caused many people around them to look shocked and scared, even avoiding eye contact with the women.

"Garret!" Ophelia scolded as the old man finally snapped out of it, his gruff voice responding. "What woman? I was enjoying a great thought!"

Nobody could think that a few weeks ago, Garret almost died in a fierce battle against an enemy army.

****

The palace exuded both a solemn yet positive atmosphere, yet despite this, Vela\'s face seemed lonely.

\'Asura, I miss you.\'

She loved him so dearly that the mention of marriage made her feel over the moon. But she also felt bad for the other women, some who loved him longer, yet she suddenly gained the chance to marry him using her mother\'s influence and the current situation as a reason.

Vela walked along the silent corridor towards the throne room, where she would meet her mother and officially accept her future responsibilities.

"Her Highness, the Crown Princess has arrived! All kneel!" The palace guards called out while the gates opened. The knights moved into position and raised their spear shields, creating a corridor of armoured knights for the princess to pass through.

A short distance away, at the end of the long hall, the Queen herself sat on her throne as she waited.

\'Asura, do I look good?\'

Vela, dressed in a white noble dress with a veil hiding her appearance, passed by each knight, who knelt as she arrived.

She moved with elegance and grace with every step, her gaze facing forward while spreading her aura to both show her prowess and comfort the nobles who watched with undecided gazes.

That she WOULD handle the role given.

As she passed them, they lowered their heads. It was a grand ceremony to accept a future queen of the Kingdom, a custom which had always existed since its foundation.

"Welcome, daughter."

"Your Majesty!" Vela kneeled before her mother in respect.

"Yes, your Majesty. I will work hard to learn the proper way and become the next leader of our people!" Vela responded, her heart filled with confidence and pride.

"Can you follow the path of our predecessor and lineage to the very end? To protect the great sword of Silvara and swear upon Athea Silvara\'s name?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I swear!"

"Then, as the one who is next in line, do you accept your duty and responsibilities of guiding and protecting this holy city alongside your future husband?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Good."

The Queen smiled before the guards behind her brought a beautiful ceremonial sword and placed it into her hands. The hilt had a beautiful radiance, while the blade shimmered with a mysterious blue hue.

"This sword, I created myself using small parts of my core. My beloved daughter, I bestow upon you my complete trust and affection. Take this sword and protect our borders, or strike down our enemies. I leave everything from this moment on to you and give you the title. Vela Althea Silvara. Blade of the moonlight."

She could feel her mother\'s pride, love and trust...

And, her fears of failure...

Vela couldn\'t hold back her tears, using her magic to disperse them; slowly standing with the beautiful words in her hand, she swore to herself and the many ancestors watching that she would never betray the throne\'s trust in her!

\'Mother, I finally feel your love. It\'s so heavy and pure!\'

As if able to feel her daughter\'s thoughts, the queen\'s fingertips snapped, hiding them from view with a black sphere as she lunged at her daughter, holding her tightly in her arms, completely different from the usual queen\'s image.

"I love you, Vela. My miracle and special girl. Go forward and forge a new path with your beloved. I will forever watch each step you take, ready to catch you should you fall."