Son of the Hero King-Chapter 701: Prepare for Good time

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Satellla and Jasmine contrasted in many ways. Satella was a tall pale-skinned elf with striking blue eyes and golden hair— the trademark of all Blessed. Her body was slim and her breasts small enough that they looked like he could cup them in one hand. Even while wearing such a scandalous outfit, her regal air did not vanish in the least. She looked like a helpless princess ready to sacrifice herself to the big evil dragon— ironically, the one playing the role of the big bad dragon was none other than him.

Jasmine was different. A healthy tanned skin, voluptuous breasts that seemed to beg him to come and suck them as well as a butt to die for with what people would call childbearing hips. If so many buxom ladies had not already surrounded him from all sides in his life, he would have been completely lost in her beauty and appearance.

Sol relaxed in the hot spring as the two elves settled on either side of him. From up close, it was easier for him to catch the faint scent of hesitation wafting off Satella. Nevertheless, that scent was completely covered by the overwhelming aroma of repressed lust, accumulated over the millennia of her existence. This at least assured him that whatever choice Satella made, she was not here because she was forced to.

A tray filled with bottles of wine and glasses floated in front of them and Jasmine lifted the bottle before filling Sol’s glass.

“Your majesty, in celebration of this beautiful night, I wish to share a toast.” Sol mused a little before receiving the wine. It was a beautiful red wine with a faint scent of blood.

“This is a special wine made by purifying the blood of a troll to the utmost and then mixing it with the water from the Fountain of Youth. It’s an excellent tonic for the body and soul.”

Satella explained on the side. He did not miss her face becoming a shade pinker with the mention of tonic, making clear that it was not some pure energy drink. He didn’t need much imagination to understand what she meant. The realization made him snicker inwardly.

“I don’t think I have any need for such tonic.” He made sure she knew he understood what was going on here, causing her to blush further but she shook her head, “It’s for me. I do not think my body can easily hold on under your might without it.”

This content is taken from fгeewebnovёl.com.

Her voice was low but this time she did not wish to let the entire discussion to Sol and Jasmine. Though it was an extremely embarrassing topic for the elven queen. But it was the truth. She had seen some of Sol’s movements when spending quality time with his companions and she knew that he generally held back when mating with those weaker than him.

The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.

She did not wish for that. If this night was going to happen, then she was going to go all the way in the best way possible.

“Your expression looks better today. What prompted this change of heart?” Sol asked eyeing Satella as Jasmine filled her glass.

“Having no hope is not as scary as it may once seem. Finding hope and then losing it, however, is frightening. I am desperate and I know that if I miss this occasion, I will most likely never get another chance.”

“You are wrong. I am not such a monster, you know? I am not interested in coercing someone unwilling either. If all you wish for is power, then power I can give you. At the end of the day having someone strong on my side will be appreciated.”

Satella looked down at her glass, her pensive face reflecting on the scarlet liquid.

“I do not want that.” Her voice was firm.

“Oh?”

“I can already guess that if I asked, you would give me a part of the power I seek, even if only to make sure the elves are on your side. Yet I do not want to stop merely at gaining something half-hearted.” She caressed her stomach, “Bearing the child of the Dragon Emperor would be one of the utmost honor in my life and I have to admit that after observing your night of passion with different women I became quite enthralled. But beyond that— I do not want my children to be ashamed of me.”

She raised her hand, “I wish for a better future. A future where I can truly stand proud. A future where I have nothing to be ashamed of and you are one of the keys to the glorious future I have envisioned.”

“You are suddenly looking much more pleasing to the eyes.” Sol grinned and lifted his glass as well. While Jasmine followed the whole conversation with a gentle smile.

Jasmine knew more than anything how much fear, stress, and self-loathing existed in Satella's heart. There was no way she could change in just the space of one night.

Nonetheless, like with everything else, the beginning was always the hardest hurdle one must overcome. Now that she had taken the first step, the others would come naturally.

“To a better future.” The three toasted, the glasses clinked, and they all drank the wine. The effects of the alcohol could be barely felt for a few seconds as he made a conscious effort to lower his natural defense but they vanished almost instantly.

This was a wine of the superior most grade. One even someone like Nent and Hathor might have appreciated.

Thinking about the two phoenixes and wondering how they were doing in the Astral Realm, Sol savored the aftertaste of the wine with his eyes closed. He was starting to miss Nent. She was a fierce woman. But she was also his first true ally in the Astral Realm. She had a special place in his heart.

Perhaps I should ask her to come down to the Mortal Realm later?

He thought about it briefly but his concentration scattered as he felt a hand hesitantly rest on his thigh and gently caress in long strokes.

Opening an eye, he could see a mischievous Jasmine goading a flustered Satella. Her face was so flushed that he felt almost sorry for her. Smiling, he spoke

“Do not resist.”

He snapped his finger and the three of them found themselves in front of a queen-sized bed inside a fully decorated bedroom.

The two elves opened their eyes wide, wondering where the prince brought them but Sol simply took Satella’s hand and brought her toward the bed.

“Since this will be your first time, might as well make it one truly memorable, right?”

He did not know how his relationship with Satella would evolve, but he would make sure this night would stay as a magical memory for her.