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Arabella cleared her throat, avoiding eye contact, while the room chuckled quietly. Emberly clapped her hands together. "Speaking of my son's women, where is my favorite daughter-in-law?"

Alera crossed her arms, smirking. "Playing favorites already? Should I start a list of grievances, Mother Emberly?"@@novelbin@@

Emberly chuckled, raising her hands in mock surrender. "Now, now, I love all of you all the same. But since Alexa's been in a deep slumber, I figured she needed a little more care."

Alera tilted her head, feigning indignation. "Oh, really? When I came back from the labyrinth keeping Pyris alive, I didn't get this so-called extra love."

Emberly nodded, genuinely apologetic. "You're right. That was my mistake, Alera. I'll make it up to you."

Before Alera could reply, a new voice cut through the conversation. "Someone doesn't like being outshined, do they?"

All heads turned to see Alexa and Nysa entering the room. Alexa looked radiant, her dark golden hair shimmering, while Nysa exuded quiet confidence.

Alera scoffed, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "We can see who outshines who in a battle, how about that, huh, Alexa?"

Laughter rippled through the room, even from Nysa, whose lips curled into a faint smile. Aurelia, ever the quiet observer, watched her sisters with an amused expression.

Alexa approached Emberly and bowed slightly. "Lady Emberly," she greeted softly.

Emberly stood and embraced her tightly. "I'm so glad you're fine now, Alexa."

The two women shared a moment before everyone found their seats around the long dining table. Alexa turned to Astrid, her gaze steady. "She will be fine," she assured her. Astrid's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and she gave Alexa a grateful nod.

The table filled with conversation as they all took their seats. Emberly occupied the head of the table, the other grand chair opposite her noticeably empty. Zaranrel and Jasper took in the new faces, trying to keep up with the lively dynamics of the Obsidians.

Rose entered the room with the first course but suddenly stopped, her expression shifting as her eyes caught something on her phone.

"Pyris just texted," she announced. "He's on his way."

The room grew noticeably brighter with smiles. Emberly's expression softened, while Alexa's lips curled faintly.

Emberly leaned back in her chair, her golden eyes gleaming. "Then we'll wait. Dinner isn't dinner without him."

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After Emberly announced they would wait for Pyris to arrive before starting dinner, the room buzzed with a mix of excitement and teasing murmurs. One by one, the group began to rise from the dining table.

Aurelia and Alera exchanged a knowing glance, their playful smiles hinting at the unspoken anticipation they all shared. Alexa tugged at the edge of her sleeve, a faint smile on her lips as she followed the others out of the dining room.

"Come on, let's not just sit here," Emilia said with a grin, tugging Madeline by the arm. "Might as well make ourselves comfortable while we wait." Snacks were handed out.

Madeline nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed as she allowed herself to be pulled along. Julienne lingered a moment longer, her gaze briefly flicking toward the empty chair at the other end of the table before quietly following the group.

As the women headed toward the living room, their soft chatter and faint laughter filled the air. They left behind Emberly, Astrid, Zara, and Nysa, who remained seated at the table, their expressions more contemplative than casual.

Nysa leaned back in her chair, arms folded, her sharp gaze following the others as they exited. "They seem... eager."

Emberly chuckled lightly, swirling the wine in her glass. "Of course they are. My son has a way of inspiring... enthusiasm."

Astrid scoffed but said nothing, while Zara smirked faintly, resting her chin on her palm. "It's not just enthusiasm," Zara remarked. "There's something else there—something undeniable."

Emberly raised a brow, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Indeed. Now, let's see how long we can enjoy this quiet before it's all chaos again." The four women remained seated, a quiet camaraderie settling among them as they waited for what was to come.

They sipped their wine in the dimly lit dining room, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of aged oak and subtle spices. The weight of their conversation shifted from casual pleasantries to something far more serious.

Astrid leaned back in her chair, her eyes glinting with frustration."I at once wanted to form some solid alliances between the royal family and the Obsidians," she began, her tone sharp but tinged with disappointment. "But now? It's all useless. Drakos has made sure of that."

Zara nodded sympathetically, her expression calm but thoughtful. "The royal family's moves have always been shortsighted, Astrid. It's no fault of yours. You've done what you could."

Emberly set her glass down with a soft clink, leaning forward. "And let's be honest, Astrid. Alliances aren't always about politics. Sometimes they're about trust, and that's something the Dragon royal family and even now Drakos lost a long time ago that's why I didn't agree. You've done enough. Let it go."

Astrid sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as she swirled her wine. "Perhaps you're right," she murmured. "But it doesn't make it any easier to watch everything fall apart."

Across from her, Nysa remained quiet, her green shade eyes sharp and observant. She hadn't spoken much since the younger women left the room, but her presence was palpable. For her, the dynamic between the three women was fascinating. She had grown up in a realm where family meant constant power struggles, endless battles for control, and the relentless pursuit of dominance.

Watching these women comfort and console one another felt... warm. Foreign yes, but warm.

Zara broke the silence again, her tone shifting to a slightly lighter subject. "During the launch tomorrow, I'm expecting some of the leaders to make moves. They won't miss an opportunity to attach themselves to something as massive as what you Obsidians have been building."

Emberly smirked knowingly, tilting her glass toward Zara. "Of course they will. How could they resist? Obsidians are a promising investment. No one in their right mind would ignore the chance to secure a piece of the big cake."

Astrid let out a soft chuckle, raising her glass. "That's a rather poetic way of saying we're royalty are greedy."

Emberly shrugged with an amused glint in her eyes. "I don't blame you guys. Everyone wants a piece of something great. And we, my dear friends, are undeniably great."

The conversation shifted slightly as Astrid leaned forward, her voice dropping slightly. "Speaking of business... I've heard rumors that Zalaria Serenova has already arrived in the Dragon Empire."

Emberly nodded, not the least bit surprised. "She has, and definitely wants an alliance too, which is surprising," she confirmed. "And if I'm not mistaken, her daughter has her eyes on my son."

Zara and Astrid exchanged looks, rolling their eyes almost in unison. Zara scoffed playfully, setting her glass down. "You really are the best wingman, Emberly."

Astrid smirked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Absolutely unmatched."

Emberly's smile widened, unbothered by their teasing. "I only seek the best for my son. That's not a crime, is it?"

Zara threw up her hands in mock defeat. "Fine, fine. You're good at it, we admit it."

Astrid chuckled but her expression turned serious as her gaze shifted toward Emberly. "Speaking of the young talents surrounding Pyris... Alexa. That girl is extraordinary. You can feel the raw power radiating off her. But isn't her presence with the Obsidians going to cause trouble with you and the human empire?"

The question hung in the air for a moment, the weight of it settling on the room. Emberly set her glass down slowly, her expression turning contemplative. "Alexa is... complicated," she said finally. "But she's with us for a reason. Trouble or not, she's part of this family now. I can't wait to see what that human can do!"

Astrid nodded, though her brows were furrowed with concern. Zara, for once, was silent, her own thoughts churning. Even Nysa tilted her head slightly, curious about the undercurrents of their discussion.

They all understood one thing—whatever storm Alexa's presence might bring, the Obsidians were ready to face it.

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The living room buzzed with quiet laughter and the soft hum of a TV playing a popular drama series. Most of the women were seated comfortably on the plush sofas, while others stood by the walls, sipping on glasses of wine or tea with snacks. The atmosphere was warm and lively, but it was impossible to ignore the subtle tension in the air—the kind that came with anticipation.

Ever since Rose had announced Pyris was on his way, many of the women had unconsciously started paying closer attention to their appearances.

Alera had smoothed out the creases in her elegant dress and adjusted her hair at least three times, though she tried to play it off as nonchalance. Emilia had casually reapplied a subtle gloss to her lips, claiming it was just a habit. Aurelia had opted for a slightly different seating position, one that showed off the intricate details of her dress, while Alexa quietly straightened her silver hair, her movements slow and deliberate.

Julienne, meanwhile, was the most restless of them all. She couldn't seem to settle into one place, fidgeting with the hem of her blouse and checking her phone every few minutes, as though Pyris might text her directly.

The night had alot to promise.