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Chapter 13: Azuraelle Is Freaking Out!
"BITCH!!!!!!!!" Azuraelle screamed all the air in her lungs in uncontrolled fury, her gorgeous face was distorted in rage, and a faint pitch black aura with red hues was pouring out of her uncontrollably.
She kept screaming even after losing all the air in her lungs, yet her face didn't go blue nor was she suffocating thanks to the fact of her being a dragon.
Her voice was so loud that the two women crouching beside her had to leap backward several meters away with their hands in their ears.
Dragon senses are 3x the senses of humans, so... this loud scream that could shatter any mediocre or human-made glass with ease, was hell for the two ladies.
"Ugh..." Numrigalle grunted. "I UNDERSTAND WHY SHE IS ANGRY! BUT WHY IS YOUR DAUGHTER SO LOUD?! MY EARDRUMS ARE HURTING ME A LITTLE!" She screamed as she looked at Tiamat.
"DO YOU REALLY NEED TO ASK?!" Tiamat screamed too as she looked at the raven with her eyebrows furrowed.
"YES!"
Tiamat grumbled and just decided to remain silent.
'Wait. I am Tiamat though?'
She really forgot who she was for a second...
'Is it because of him? Always in my mind that I can't stand a moment without him by my side now that he is with me?'
She shook her head; she has something she needs to focus on at the moment!
With a blur of motion, Tiamat appeared behind Azuraelle with her hands covering the girl's mouth.
"Daughter!" She kept one hand pressed against the struggling girl's lips as she hugged her with her one arm.
Numrigaelle breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her hands from her ears, then looked back at Azuraelle worriedly.
"MMMPPPHHHH!!" Azuraelle was kicking her legs on the floor and shaking herself against her mother as her mother embraced her.
"Calm down, my beloved daughter!" Tiamat let go of her daughter's mouth and hugged Azuraelle's head and buried her daughter's face between her large breasts.
Feeling her mother's embrace, Azuraelle's body visibly began to calm a bit.
Pushing herself off of her mother's soft breasts, "Calm down...?!" she didn't scream, but her face was still twisted in anger, "My HUSBAND has been kidnapped! How can I be calm?!"
Tiamat got angry.
"Have you forgotten my and your aunts' teachings, daughter?" Tiamat's voice was cold like the tip of an iceberg, then the room started to get terribly cold too, and she spoke in a voice that sent shivers down Azuraelle's body.
"With the power of my ice bloodline running in your body, you must not let the Chaos in you reign supreme. Find your balance."
"..."
Hearing her mother, Azuraelle's angry face calmed more and she bit her lower lip in frustration, and quickly took the reins over her power again.
The faint pitch black aura around her that made the room feel suffocating vanished, and her shoulders slumped as she looked at the floor with tears streaming down her cheeks from her closed eyes.
Numrigaelle sighed.
Tiamat smiled warmly and nodded, satisfied; "That's my daughter. Now..." She looked at Azuraelle seriously and spoke: "What will you do now?"
Azuraelle opened her eyes wide in realization at her mother, and she was silent for a bit, so her mother took the initiative again:
"Knowing our sister—"
"She won't hurt our Darling." Numrigaelle interjected, and Tiamat nodded to her.
Azuraelle's eyes and brows twitched in anger and irritation after hearing what her aunt just called her own Darling.
Numrigaelle then stepped towards Azuraelle and continued: "Tell me, what happened to all the men who tried to approach you, dear niece?"
Azuraelle looked at her aunt in surprise now. "...They were vaporized." She spoke quite casually as if it was nothing, which is true for her.
Both Numrigaelle and Tiamat chuckled lightly; they liked her answer!
"Wrong." Azuraelle soon corrected herself, "Their entire families were, not just them."
"And who did most of the work?" Tiamat asked.
"...The redhead bitch." Azuraelle's words might have been impolite, but she almost smiled at the mention of the woman.
Numrigaelle smiled, "See?" she stood before Azuraelle and extended her hand. "Scathach wouldn't hurt Drake." She replied with conviction, then added:
"Mainly because she approved of him now that she finally got to talk to him face-to-face, and because he's her Darling too."
Azuraelle's face twitched again at how her aunt just called her own man. She accepted her black-haired aunt's hand and got up from the floor she was sitting on.
Numrigaelle giggled, "He will be fine..." but she then trailed off as her lips pursed together into a thin line. "I think..."
"WHAT?!" Azuraelle raised her voice as she began freaking out again, "You aren't SURE?!"
Just as Numrigaelle was about to speak again, Tiamat interjected this time as she placed her hand over Azuraelle's shoulder. "Daughter, you know your aunt, she is very unpredictable."
"..."
Azuraelle got silent again as she bit her lip in frustration and began to quickly mutter various ways of torturing anyone who dared to hurt her beloved husband.
"She's going to train Drake I guess?" Numrigaelle softly said as she seemed to be in deep thought with how her hand was under her chin.
Tiamat nodded in agreement, "You're right; she likes people with potential."
'Now that I think about it...' Tiamat thought to herself, 'Isn't he the perfect epitome of potential?'
Numrigaelle clapped her hands as she looked at the two women with a wide, excited smile spreading across her cheeks and flashing her white teeth. "Correct! And after just taking a little glimpse at him, it wouldn't be exaggeration if we called him the Incarnation of True Potential!"
Tiamat got excited too as she held out both her fists to each side of her large breasts, and her large breasts bounced as her knees bent a little. She looked like an excited teenage girl who was talking about her favorite male character. "I know right?!"
Both sisters wore the same smile as they looked at each other and began to talk about how good Drake's potential is.
Azuraelle could only watch this dryly with one brow twitching.
But soon the realization dawned upon her, "My Husband is a man with great potential whom my aunt took a great interest in him..." Her eyes darkened.
And her sentence snapped both women out of their trance as they looked at the girl with wide eyes.
Numrigaelle swallowed hard, however Tiamat looked a bit tense; "Hmm..." she definitely didn't want to answer her daughter.
"Angie!" Azuraelle suddenly shouted, her voice reverberated throughout the grand palace, and soon black wings flew into the room through an open window.
"Yes. Mistress." A calm and soothing voice was heard, and as the large black wings uncovered the figure standing before them, the person grasped her skirt with both hands to lift it slightly before bowing gracefully.
She was a gorgeous woman with chocolate skin and beautiful and sharp draconic features. She was standing at 180 CM, possessing large black horns and wings, and a long tail, and a curvaceous and voluptuous figure with big buxom and thick thighs.
She's clad in a Victorian maid dress, with two openings by her hips that showed her skin. She has a short green hair, and crimson, star-shaped eyes.
"Come with me." Azuraelle dusted her gown off, then large, icy blue wings with silver linings unfurled from her back. And as the wings waved she began to hover few inches from the floor.
"Yes, Mistress." The dark-skinned woman replied obediently and did the same, and "stepped" aside in the air for Azuraelle to "walk" before her.
"Sweety, where are you going?" Tiamat asked with a tilt of her head.
Azuraelle looked back at her mother.
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