Chapter 106 Harem of men
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Updated : Sep 28th, 2025
the drake moved alongside the horses, its pace steady and its presence reassuring.
as they travelled, the memory of the red flaming lion remained etched in everyone's minds. it was a beast of legend, rarely seen and even more rarely survived. the fact that they had encountered one—and that jolthar had faced it without violence—was something none of them would forget.
the forest seemed almost surreal now, as though they had stepped through a threshold into a place where myths came alive.
though the lion did not reappear, its absence was almost as unsettling as its presence. the men couldn't help but glance over their shoulders, half expecting to see those burning eyes in the shadows. but all they saw were trees, stretching endlessly as they moved closer to the edge of the forest.
eran rode beside jolthar, stealing occasional glances at him.
he wanted to ask, to demand an explanation for what had happened, but he knew better than to pry. jolthar was not the kind of man to give answers freely, especially not about matters he himself might not fully understand.
the journey continued in relative silence, but the unspoken weight of the previous night lingered.
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the blue rose seragilo was a place hidden in the mist, a place far from the empire lands, not visible to the naked eye. not anyone goes into the compound of the seragilo; only the women of seragilo move through the maze-like forest and enter the seragilo.
the seraglio was the pride of the blue rose and their home. it nestled far to the northwest of the continent, surrounded by forest on all sides; they would call it a forest of misoyete.nôv(el)b\\jnn
"interesting?" belan repeated, her voice rising. "he is not some tool for your amusement, mother! he is my enemy, and i won't rest until i kill him myself."
raayani tilted her head, her lips curving into a sly smile. "oh, i understand perfectly, my love. but i didn't see any hatred in you when you were with him."
belan growled, "no, i don't hate him now, but i won't rest until i defeat him. he will always be my enemy."
raayani, with one eye closed, looked at her. "are you sure, dear?"
belan's frustration boiled over, her hands gesturing wildly. "this isn't a game! you think you can manipulate him like all the others in this room? jolthar is not one of your harem toys!" her gaze swept over the men lounging around the chamber, each one silent but attentive.
gunter chuckled as he played around raayani's feet.
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belan looked at him angrily. "what's so funny, gunter?"
"nothing, young lady," he looked at her. he was a very handsome man, muscularly built, sitting with his only pants on. his long black hair tied back, he leaned back against the chair. his origins traced back to the feoron bastion, a fortress city famed for its indomitable fighters. his allegiance to raayani was a mix of personal loyalty and the promise of influence through her connections.
the harem now included an elf man and two human ones. she was happy with these three right now, and she had stopped taking men into her harem a decade back when she lost a member of the harem.
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