The Dragon Queen and her mates.
Chapter 26: What is she wearing?

Chapter 26: What is she wearing?

A/n: I will be stockpiling from tomorrow on and there will be premium applied as well so don’t waste you coins without checking the Chapter number and don’t remove this book from the collection, I will mass release on 1 July

" But your majesty, how will you step out of your room if you don’t wear a corset?" asked Lady Agard as she put the corset away. Though Bree was the Queen of the Dragniere empire she was still a woman, no official or minister would approve it if she was to walk out of her room in a dress that wasn’t worthy of the Dragon Queen and there was also the matter of her being the killer of her father, if Bree made a mistake as the Queen of the Empire she will be heavily criticised by the officials who have been eyeing her throne for a very long time.

" That’s right, your majesty." Though the head maid and Lady Agard hardly get along because of Harley they still agreed with each other on this topic, Bree’s rule was unstable at the moment if she made a mistake here and now then she will have to face the criticism of the ministers who wouldn’t let go of this chance to teach Bree how a woman was supposed to behave and even more so the consorts will be unhappy as well.

Bree understood their concerns but she really couldn’t care less about those concerns. She has been wearing these heavy dresses and now she was through with them, like literally, if someone asked her to wear one of these dresses that have been embroidered with gems meant to test the strength of her core, she will twist either their necks or twist hers. " I will not wear it, nor will I wear those dresses. Have you even stepped out of the palace with dragon scales all over your body? No right! Then you can never understand how I feel! So shut up and bring me something that’s light."

The maids all exchanged glances with each other and finally withdrew from the room before returning with ’light dresses’ which basically were similar to the previous dresses just a bit lighter since there were fewer gems involved. Annoying.

Covering her forehead, Bree waved her hand rejecting the dresses without even looking at them. " Light, I mean dresses that have no gems at all!"

"Your majesty how can you not wear gems?" said the head maid with a frown. " You are the Queen of this Empire, jewels are a must! If you wear something like that then what’s the difference between you and a lowly maid?" After she thought about it a little she added. " Even a maid wears better dresses nowadays, haven’t you seen it already? Even a maid’s dress has jewels inlaid in them. How can you wear something that’s not alluring and attractive? Your majesty no matter how much you value comfort you can never ever let someone trample on your pride."

Bree knew that the head maid was talking about Harley whose dresses were always inlaid with jewels that were gifted to her by her mates but just because she was comfortable with it, does it mean she has to be comfortable with it as well? That’s just stupid! And Harley was wearing it because she has men that she wanted to impress!

But looking at the stubborn expression of the head maid, Bree knew that she will never agree with her so she thought about it for a while and clapped her hands. " If I am not wrong Madam Caitlin can weave clothes in minutes with her magic, right?"

The head maid thought about it and nodded. " That’s right,"

" Then I think that we don’t have to continue fighting over a dress anymore please call Madam Caitlin and tell her that I need her to come immediately," said Bree as she sat back on the bed picking up a pen and paper as she started to sketch something on it.

Madam Caitlin was a woman in her thirties, she was a born omega with her animal spirit being a swan every step she took as well as every move that she made was as graceful as it could be, when Bree saw Madam Caitlin walk in with her slow yet sensual steps, even she couldn’t help but be charmed. No wonder it was said that an omega could be considered a walking siren, their vibes just made all Alphas feel protective of them.

Even Bree couldn’t help but feel a bit protective of Madam Caitlin as she came to stop in front of her with a dainty body that could be crushed by her with just a flick of her hand. " You called me, your majesty?"

" I did," snapping out of her thoughts she handed the paper she has been sketching to Madam Caitlin who took it and blinked. " Your majesty, you want me to make this for you to wear outside"

" Yes."

" Are you sure?"

" Yes."

" As you wish, your majesty." Madam Caitlin was after all just a seamstress of the Dragon palace what can she say if her master wanted to wear a dress like that?

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" Your majesty are you ready?" Dion knocked on the door, and as usual, he came to escort Bree to the court, as her aide this was his responsibility and duty, as the perfect aide, he was supposed to fulfil his duty without a fail. However, just as this thought came to his head, the door opened and he raised his head to greet Bree but then he was startled by what she was wearing causing his face to flush red. " Y...YOUR MA...MAJESTY JUST WHAT ARE YOU WEA...WEARING?"

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Ahmar stepped out of his palace looking sullen as ever, today his day was going bad as hell. First, the mirror cracked in his bathroom, and then he stepped on the tail of a black cat who was sleeping in his garden, of course, she retaliated by scratching him quite nicely, even though his skin wasn’t as easy to bruise as omegas, Ahmar was still in a sour mood and why wouldn’t he —- the sunlight was so bright! Who made the sun anyway? Whose idea was to make this big ball of lava and fire?

" My lord, don’t be so upstream ... the day is just starting , maybe something nice will happen——" Xander who was the most optimistic vampire of the Dragoniere Empire just began to speak when he heard a loud crack, surprised he turned to look at his lord who for reasons unknown has punched the tree next to him. Bewildered, Xander followed the gaze but then his gaze was blocked by Ahmar who covered his eyes. As he unpleasantly growled, " What in the world is she even wearing!"