Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 334 The Everlasting Banquet
Imrik in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror is looking at his own body shape. The long-fried hair that is abnormally hard due to long-term use of dragon transformation has been placed behind his head, making it look extra soft. The golden dragon robe on his body is unprotected, making him look abnormally light , so that I have a long-term habit of wearing nails, which makes me a little uncomfortable.

There is no long sword on his waist, only a crimson rune belt to gather the robe, and a necklace of various gemstones is hung on his chest.

If Imrek were to describe himself at this moment, it would be that he did not look like a dragon lord at all, but only a prince. The former was a military leader, while the latter was a political leader and aristocratic monarch. There is no doubt that he was even more I like the former a bit.

After all, the former is the guarantee of the latter two, and strength is the reason for becoming the leader of Caledor.

But to be honest, I'm not used to it. After all, I haven't worn this suit at all, and it was sent over from the Dragon Palace urgently.

"I said uncle, it is necessary to dress..."

After thinking about it for a while, Imrik decided not to describe him as an upstart or a bumpkin, and chose to use a more euphemistic word to describe his current status.

"Is it that pompous?"

Trivikon, who was sitting behind Imrik, blew his hair and stared at his nephew angrily, "Of course it is necessary, this is one of the few things left by your mother, just waiting to put it on at this time, think about it, you have nothing but armor And a couple of decent suits."

Uncle hated iron and continued to curse, "You dragged your marriage until now because you didn't care about the clothes at all, and those court maids didn't dare to say anything to you, and they went out wearing a pair of armor all day long, even if some girls are interested in you, Seeing this, I thought it was going to war, and I didn’t dare to communicate with you, alas, it’s all because Mikhail’s education of you is too rigid, all day long is combat training and military theory.”

"Next, the Dragon Palace will also have a mistress. Although Etila is similar to you and knows how to fight, at least she has studied court finance, which is guaranteed to be better than you who know how to invest in the army. By the way, the palace also has to invest in the army in the near future. Repair it, it was overhauled last time when your father succeeded to the throne, so you can’t embarrass Caledor to the guests.”

Well, you are an elder, so what you said makes sense. When you were training with me before, you were the most energetic. Why didn't you say these words at that time.

Imrik gave his uncle a contemptuous look in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, but thinking about getting married soon, there are indeed some changes. The Dragon Palace has also ushered in a second member, not a vassal like the Dragon Prince Nobles are real family members.

I am no longer alone, and I have been bluffing and deceiving in the name of the dragon tamer family all day long, and I have to think about how to develop the family. Although the possibility of this matter is relatively small, maybe my marksmanship is stable enough. Gun gave birth to three.

When the uncle and nephew were communicating, Imrik, the maid from the dragon court, had already finished his clothes. She finally tied the belt for the little guy who had served him for more than two hundred years, and said with emotion:

"The Dragon Prince, who hid behind the maid and didn't want to train, has grown up and is about to get married. I'm so happy. I believe the prince and his wife will be very happy to see this scene."

The maid's tone was a little choked up at the end. After all, she had served this brat for so long, and she was about to get married in a blink of an eye. It felt like the family's horse was being taken away by someone.

Imrik, who had been uncovered, was not angry, took the maid's hand, and said seriously,

"Miranda, I'm still waiting for you to bring up my heir."

"Prince, the carriage is ready. Are you going to take the carriage or ride Mortellius?"

Elvis came from outside and asked the prince what he thought.

"Carriage, let me experience the life of a nobleman."

After patting the maid's hand, Imrik set off with his uncle. The nobles of Tyranocco have met many times. After Edtelis helped Aizhuo deal with the noble council, there were not many portraits. Like Prince Taime, who dares to act wildly on his own head.

In general, for this banquet, I am quite looking forward to it.

Half an hour later, after the servants were ordered to say loudly the words of the Dragon Prince's entrance, the banquet ushered in the prelude, but the official opening still required Ai Zhuo to bring Ai Dila to enter, and it was still in the warm-up period.

"Congratulations, His Royal Highness the Dragon Prince, I wish you a happy marriage with Princess Etila."

Frona from the Bianchi family came to Imric with a reluctant Ed Teris. As a person who witnessed the proposal ceremony, of course she would not miss this banquet. An Qi is only engaged in business and is not eligible to enter.

Then the high-ranking Dragon Prince next to him might ask him to consider for a while whether to reorganize the language.

"Of course, since Edteris started this, I, as a prince, can't be at a disadvantage. I believe you two will be very happy during your wedding day."

Imrik, who was speaking, paid attention to the slightly constipated expression of Edteris, and with Frona taking the initiative to speak, he immediately understood what was going on. This guy must be like his brother Agthel. For those who are afraid of his wife, after all, the financial power is on the woman's side, so she may not speak too hard.

"I'm glad to have met Ted Thales, although he has a bit of a bad temper, but we get along very well, don't you, my dear husband."

Frona squeezed the arm of the high-level Dragon Prince, and this immediately made him react.

"Of course, I believe the prince is also like this. Although I have a little problem like me, the marriage with Princess Etila will be happy and happy. I guarantee it with a lance that will never wear out."

I was a little speechless to this kid, and signaled them to leave quickly to help deal with those nobles. Why didn't I see that the Dragon Prince was a little bit afraid of his wife before, maybe it was because Caledonian women were more sturdy than men?
Thinking of this, Imrik shook his head, and put the thought behind him. Anyway, he had no karma in Caledor, so it was fine to take these things as jokes, and no one would report such family trifles to the court for him to deal with.

After the newlyweds left, the Tyrenoc nobles who were more familiar with Imrik also came before the Dragon Prince. The prominent position of the Dragon Tamer family in Ulthuan is not only stable in terms of ruling power, almost every kingdom There are great nobles who have good friends, but because the previous Dragon Prince was not good at or didn't like to manage this kind of relationship, so he didn't use it too much.

"Congratulations, your choice is undoubtedly wise and correct. Princess Etila will definitely be able to maintain the authority of the dragon court when you go out."

The middle-aged man who raised his wine glass congratulated Prince Long. Although this incident was a bit sudden, it was not a bad thing for the two countries.

After all, Caledon would not agree to bear the name of House Bel Keck for Imrik's heir, and Eldraine has only one heir...

"I'm afraid she doesn't want to do logistics behind, maybe let me find a giant dragon to take her into the battlefield."

Imrik made a joke. After all, it's not good to turn on the bad mouth mode on this occasion. It's been a long time since I haven't had bad mouth. How about going to Lothern to try it someday?

During the exchange, with the sound of music and the sound of footsteps behind the door, everyone knew that the Lord was coming, so they also stopped the exchange, waiting to witness this ceremony that would affect thousands of years.

Ai Zhuo took Ai Tila's arm to the palace. The latter was wearing a yellow and white delicate dress, without those cumbersome gem decorations, but only drawn curves with lines and patterns, with long hair tied on top of his head, sleepy. It is a typical princess hair accessory, decorated with the red gemstone that symbolizes Caledon as a hairpin.

Under the exquisite face, those water-like eyes saw the Prince Long and the flashy decorations that he had never seen on him before, and couldn't help chuckling for a moment, and the two of them separated a hundred meters away, still looking at everything around them. Everything is forgotten, only the figure of the other party comes into view.

(End of this chapter)