Son of the Hero King-Chapter 697

Jasmine gazed at the empty spot where Sol had previously been for a few more seconds before releasing a sigh she did not know she held back. The conversation had been… intense. Nevertheless, it gave her a clear view of Sol’s personality. Of how he saw other people.

Things went on a vastly different route than her expectations. And she had none but herself to blame. She should have understood that Sol was quite a ways different from the typical dragons and that trying to control him was an impossible notion from the get-go.

Ugh, now what do I do? She grumbled as she approached Satella. In her initial plan, once Satella gave herself to Sol, there was simply no way he would have refused. Without even adding the fact that he was a dragon, how many men could refuse to obtain absolute control over the lofty elven queen?

As horny as Sol was, she was more than convinced that he would have directly pounced on Satella then and there without any hesitation. The plan should have succeeded without any hiccups along the way.

Well… He definitely did not do that. Oh, not even close.

Though, how could I have guessed she would actually challenge him outright? This was definitely a move beyond what they initially planned and the results were simply abysmal.

Not only did he not accept the proposal given to him, but he went further and berated Satellla before leaving.

The worst was that Jasmine was unable to refute anything Sol said to Satella even if she was dissatisfied with some of his arguments. She had to admit that, for the most part, Sol had been right. He had hit the bullseye, so to speak.

“Satella…” Jasmine muttered as she stopped in front of Satella, her lifelong friend. A frown etched on her face, sadness filling her eyes, as she watched the once proud queen sit on the ground with a completely blank expression. As though her soul had left her.

Sighing, she adjusted her robe and sat next to her friend. Her back settled against a large tree, she looked up at the starry sky shimmering above.

The pair of friends stayed like that for a few minutes or perhaps a few hours. It was hard to say as both of them were completely lost in their thoughts.

Surprisingly, Satella broke the silence first. Her voice hollow.

“What are you doing?” It was a pretty blunt question and Jasmine answered without turning her head.

“I just feel ashamed that some young man we met a few days ago managed to tell you a truth I have been unable to share with you. Words I was too scared to utter in fear of forever breaking our relationship apart. Now, I have come to realize that my actions were nothing but pure selfishness without an ounce of drive.” Jasmine clenched her fingers tight, frustration coursing through her whole being. She wished she had some alcohol right about now. Unlike dragons, elves were not that resistant to external stimuli.

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It was suffocating. Sharing the truth like this felt exhausting, made her anxious and scared of the repercussions they may have. Even so, if her words could provide the tiniest bit of help then, it was her duty to share them and stop wearing a mask of deceit.

“Satella. You have become weak. So weak that your position as the Queen of Southern Pride should have already been jeopardized. Yet we have no new blessed yet and no one is challenging you. Why do you think such a thing came to be?”

The laws of Southern Pride were pretty different from those of other regions. The Blessed were not born as they were elsewhere. They could only obtain the blessing after proving themselves. Be it through combat, art, or anything that made them worthy. Once they obtained a Blessing, they could directly challenge the current Queen for her throne.

For one thousand years, Satella ruled without any problems. Even when her power was diminishing, she received no challenge or threat.

Satella twitched a little. “Stop,” she said with pain. She felt like she was about to face a truth that she did not wish to know. Nonetheless, no one could stop Jasmine any longer. Not even her.

Jasmine could hear the urgency in her friend’s voice but she decided to speak nonetheless.

“They pitied you. You fought valiantly for our country and were one of the strongest and wisest queens in the history of Southern Pride. They did not want to dispose of you so soon after our victory during the war. Then this act became ingrained in many young people who misunderstood what happened back then.”

Satella showed a bitter smile, “I thought I managed to win everyone over with my charisma.”

She was joking of course. Even she knew deep down what was going on, she simply did not want to acknowledge it.

The two shared a few chuckles but it was clear that there was no strength behind them. Satella may have been a pretty dubious and disappointing fighter in her current stats, and yet, as a leader, she had nothing to envy anyone.

This time though, there was not much she could do. “I must have looked really pathetic, right?” Satella asked. She expected no answer. She did not need anyone to confirm how pitiful she must have looked as she begged Sol to help her.

Now that enough time passed, she could realistically judge her actions and realize once again how shameful she must have acted. At the same time, her respect and admiration for Sol went up another notch.

If before, she was quite reluctant to spend time with him. After this short night, his earnest voice and words touched her core.

Jasmine’s eyes twinkled.

“I guess advice sounds more convincing when it comes from a young and powerful Dragon.” She chortled and Satella followed her friend.

In this place, they did not need to act like high and mighty nobles. They could just be themselves. This was even more so for Jasmine who felt that all hope was not lost. She felt like she had caught onto a crack. One that would change Satella or at the very least bring a chance to change everything;

“All those years. I have been worried about you. Worried about the country and worried about how things would change. I wish I was the one to tell you the cold hard truth but I was too hesitant. I have failed.” Jasmine explained quietly.

“.... It must have been hard, right?”

“Of course it was. I had to care for a country filled with fanatics and a depressed Queen. It was positively exhausting, you know?” Jasmine hugged Satella and started whining like a child.

Her antics might have been bothersome for many. For Satella, however, those were just the actions of a cute kid. Though calling Jasmine a kid was definitely not appropriate even if she was only a few centuries old.

“Well, in the end, it matters not. The most important is taking a first step toward a new horizon. What do you plan to do now?”

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Satella laughed and stood up, “If my broken Path could be repaired because of a few mean words, I wouldn’t have so much problem now.” Her voice was quite lighthearted despite everything that went on.

After all, before she was simply walking in a void of endless darkness… Now she finally had a lighthouse that could guide her way. Stretching her hand toward Jasmine she asked, “I only have one day before they leave. Would you help me show a less shabby self?”

Jasmine gave a smile bright enough to change the night into day. “I thought you would never ask.”

This was just a first step. A step so insignificant it might as well not exist. But that first step would definitely be the first among many more. Bringing Satella to a brighter future.

Thus prayed Jasmine inwardly as she held the hand of her dear friend.