Dragon King's Harem Chapter 238. Stubborn Princess III

With a deep sigh, I decided to take a seat in the chair beside the bed. I settled into its cushioned comfort, my legs folded and my elbows resting upon the armrests. I leaned forward, my chin nestled within the palm of my hand as I gazed upon Glasha.

"Are you not going to rise to greet me?" I asked my voice carrying a hint of displeasure. I could not help but feel a sense of irritation at her lack of response.

But Glasha remained silent, offering no response to my question. The only sound in the room was the soft and steady rhythm of her breathing.

My frustration grew, and I decided to take a more direct approach. "Why don't you want to eat?" I asked, my eyes fixed upon her.

Again, she remained silent, offering no explanation for her refusal to partake in the sustenance that had been provided for her.

With my impatience growing, I decided to utilize the full extent of my authority. "Glasha, rise and greet me!" I commanded, my voice ringing out with all the power and authority of a king. I was The Dragon King, and I would not be ignored.

With a resounding finality, I added, "This is an order." As the words left my lips, the magic bracelet that was bound to her wrist began to glow and vibrate with powerful energy. The aura of magic pulsed and surged, wrapping around Glasha and forcing her to rise from her bed. Despite the reluctance that was written upon her face, her body obeyed my command, bowing in a show of respect.

But still, she remained silent, her lips closed tight as though she was unwilling or unable to speak. I could feel the frustration building within me once again, the sense of disappointment and confusion growing stronger with each passing moment.

"Even with the bracelet, you still don't give me a proper greeting," I said, my tone laced with disapproval. "Why do you keep acting like this, even though the war is over?"

She responded by raising her head and looking into my eyes. Her pale face was a testament to the fact that she lacked nutrition, but her eyes were still filled with a fierce hatred that was directed solely at me.

"I only greet my enemies with my weapons," she spat out. Her voice was cold and hard.

I couldn't help but let out a harsh, mocking scoff at her words. "Really? You still hold on to that sort of mentality? How long will you continue to harbor such resentment, Glasha?" I asked, my tone filled with disdain.

She gave me a smirk. “As long as I want, Dragon King,” she hissed sarcastically. Her eyes were filled with a hatred that burned like a hot coal, and her smirk was a constant reminder of her unyielding spirit.

"So, the reason you refuse to eat is simply a form of resistance to me," I confirmed. My eyes never left her face, taking in every detail of her pale complexion and the determination in her gaze. "I didn't expect you to be this brave," I added, feeling a sense of admiration for her bravery despite the situation she found herself in.

She gave me a cynical scoff, her eyes fixed on me with a cold and calculating stare. "Maybe," she replied with a lightness that belied the gravity of the situation.

"And aren't you afraid that I will do something to you?" I asked, reminding her once again that she was at my mercy. Of course, I had no intention of harming her, but I wanted her to understand the power dynamic between us.

But she only shrugged, her eyes never leaving mine. "Do you think I care?" she challenged, her voice filled with disdain.

“Oh…” I couldn't help but smirk at her response. "You don't care," I repeated, shaking my head in disbelief. I couldn't believe that she was still acting this way, even after I had saved her from public shame. I had shown her kindness and mercy, and yet she still wanted to test my patience.

So I decided to use another way. With a flick of my wrist, I used my Telekinetic.

Her body was lifted off the ground, her arms and legs flailing as she struggled to escape the grasp of my invisible power. I watched her with a steady gaze, my eyes fixed upon her as I brought her closer and closer to me. I could feel the tension in her body as she tried to break free from my grip. But my power was too strong, too potent, and her efforts were in vain.

As she approached me, I reached out with my hand, and she fell onto my lap. I could feel the rapid beating of her heart against my chest, the heat of her body as she tried to scramble away from me. But my power held her firmly in place, trapping her there like a fly in a spider's web.

Her eyes met mine, and at that moment, I saw the fear that had taken root within her. It was a look of pure terror, and I reveled in it, knowing that I held the power to do with her as I pleased.

My cold gaze fixed upon her, and I could see that my look was intimidating, sending shivers down her spine. I relished in the fear that I had instilled within her, the knowledge that she was completely at my mercy. My expression was one of detachment, and I watched her as she trembled beneath me.

"What do you want?!" she asked, her voice shaking with anger and fear.

I smiled, a cruel, humorless smile that only served to heighten the fear within her before I reached out and delicately caressed the side of her face with my hand. My fingers were like a serpent, coiling around her cheek and neck, threatening to squeeze the life out of her with a single squeeze.

"I will do what I want to do," I hissed, the words dripping with malicious intent. My eyes fixed on hers, boring into her very soul, trying to intimidate and subdue her. "You don’t care anymore, right?" I asked, knowing full well the answer.

I could see the fear in her eyes, as they widened in shock, though she tried to keep her expression cold and impassive.

"Do you think I'm afraid?" she said, trying to bully me and hide her fear. But I was having none of it.

"You shall fear me," I said, my voice a low growl, filled with all the menace and power that I held within me. I leaned in closer, my face only inches from her ear, and whispered, "Don't worry, I will make it as painful as possible so you will remember that you shouldn't waste my kindness. My patience limit is almost gone."

I pulled away and looked into her eyes, seeing the fear grow clearer and clearer with each passing moment. "Let’s imagine. Wouldn't it be fun if because of that, you got pregnant with my child?" My evil smirk returned. “Pregnant with a child from your enemy," I threatened her again with her worst nightmare.

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