Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

The grand office of Obsidian Tower was awash in the golden hues of the late afternoon sun. The air inside was thick with the smell of aged wood and leather, the faint hum of activity outside the windows almost inaudible within the soundproofed walls.

Pyris leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest as he mulled over the recent developments, Alexandra, Serene whose presence was stealthily registering in his heart, then there was the dragon empire, to that, he had to talk to his mother and tye results...

His conversation with his mother, Emberly, had been successful—surprisingly so. Discover hidden tales at empire

The Empress, Astrid Valyrian, might soon reach out to him after their brief exchange at the court.

The intricacies of political powerplays were second nature to him now, but even he could appreciate the delicate balance this situation demanded.

The Empress's continued interest in merging their families through a marriage alliance was a testament to the Obsidian family's growing power and influence, but it wasn't something Pyris was keen on.

But he was interested something else not not so much part, conquering her!

Realizing the dangerous zone his mind was drifting into, he drifted back to the memory of his recent training sessions—both physical and mental exercises that prepared him not just for battle, but for the inevitable political maneuvers that awaited him.

Alexa's newfound powers had been another reminder that those close to him were evolving as well, their strengths becoming pivotal to his long-term goals.

[I think it's just fate holding onto you in it's loving...] Lia voice and his thoughts were interrupted as the door opened, revealing Emberly Obsidian.

She walked in with her usual grace and power, her emerald eyes glinting with a mix of maternal pride and business savvy.

"I've spoken to Astrid," she began without preamble, her voice measured but carrying the weight of years of political navigation, but her calm demeanor belied the excitement she held deep inside, her son has asked her a favour but to her it was like an assignment to access her capabilities.

Was she twisted? Very much so...n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"She will likely contact you soon. It seems the Empress is keen to move forward with a marriage proposal—though not as quickly as before."

Pyris nodded, already anticipating this. "The Empress is playing a long game. But she knows I won't be forced into any union unless it benefits us on our terms." He felt happy that his mother had delivered good news, he was closer to his goal.

'Should I reward her perhaps?' to that Lia said it better wait.

[You know how she feels about you but she's not ripe yet...]

Emberly's lips quirked into a small smile. "Good. I've raised you well." She took a seat across from him, folding her hands together under her bossoms, they bounced ever so slightly feasting Pyris' eyes.

"But there's something more pressing on the horizon."

Pyris leaned forward slightly, his interest piqued, his eyes left her chest to her face.

"Sly Mines," Emberly continued, her tone darkening. "You've made progress, but Silas is still in the way. You could eliminate him, but that would be a declaration of war against the Vampire Royal family. We can't risk dragging the Empire into that. Not yet."

"Exactly," Pyris agreed, his voice laced with thoughtfulness. "We need to isolate Dracula from Silas. If we can cut Silas off from his biggest supporter, then we can move in without causing too much trouble."

"That's easier said than done," Emberly remarked. "Dracula is a shrewd man, and Silas is his brother. Family ties are difficult to sever, especially in a world as ruthless as ours."

Pyris tapped his fingers against his chin, deep in thought. "There's always something, though—something that Dracula would value more than blood ties. We just have to figure out what that is."

They both fell into silence for a moment, each considering the potential paths ahead.

Emberly finally spoke. "If we offer Dracula something irresistible—something that would benefit not just him, but the entire Vampire Empire—he might just reconsider his loyalty to Silas."

"Like what?" Pyris asked, his gaze sharp.

"Immortality," Emberly answered, her voice low but powerful. "Or at least a way to ensure that Dracula's rule extends for centuries longer. Vampires may be long-lived, but even their kind fears the inevitable end. If we could offer him a way to secure his future—and the future of the Vampire Empire—he might be willing to sell Silas out."

Pyris's eyes gleamed with understanding. "The key to eternity… It's dangerous but effective."

Emberly nodded, her expression serious. "It would mean access to resources beyond even what we have now. Magical artifacts, perhaps something from the ancient vaults of the Obsidian family. The trick is offering Dracula a taste of true power, something so valuable he can't refuse."

"But it must be carefully done," Pyris mused. "If we go too far, it'll raise suspicion. Dracula will question why we're offering such a grand prize for something as simple as taking down his brother."

Emberly smirked. "That's where you come in, my son. You need to present the offer as if you're helping Dracula secure his legacy. Play to his vanity, his ambition. Make him believe this is about more than just Silas."

Pyris leaned back in his chair once more, his mind whirling with possibilities. "And once we have Dracula on our side, Silas is isolated. The only reason I'm approaching this diplomatically is that it gives us a path straight into Dragon Mines."

"Exactly," Emberly confirmed. "Once Silas is dealt with, Sly Mines falls under our control, and we can leverage that to get a foothold in Dragon Mines. The Empress and Seraphina are just part of the larger picture."

They shared a knowing glance. It was a delicate balance, one that required both finesse and brute force in equal measure.

Pyris broke the silence first. "It's a good plan, but we still need to make sure Silas doesn't see us coming."

Emberly's eyes gleamed with a fierce, protective light. "I have no doubt you'll handle that. Just make sure that once Dracula is on your side, you move quickly. Silas is dangerous, but he's predictable. And that's what we'll exploit."

Pyris nodded. "I'll take care of it. Once Dracula pulls away from Silas, the game changes. But until then, we proceed carefully."

Emberly stood, brushing invisible dust from her elegant gown. "Just be careful, Pyris. We're walking a fine line here. One wrong move, and it could all come crashing down."

Pyris smiled, his expression confident. "Don't worry, Mother. I've got this."

Emberly gave him a nod, then turned to leave the room. But before she reached the door, she glanced back over her shoulder. "The Empress will be contacting you soon. Be ready."

Pyris watched her leave, his mind already racing ahead. The stakes were higher than ever, but he was no stranger to high-risk moves. This was just another part of the game—one that he intended to win.

As the door clicked shut, Pyris sat back, his eyes narrowing as he considered his next steps. The Vampire Empire, the Dragon Empire, the legacies he was building—all of it was coming together.

And now, with Dracula potentially on his side, the future was starting to look a lot more interesting.

*****

Guys.... Not even a review or golden tickets? Power stones at least but I will appreciate more if you tell me what you think in comments.