My interracial harem of beautiful queens



There was absolute silence as if someone had suddenly turned off the sound in the dining hall. It was as if even the air had stopped at that moment. And in that suffocating silence, quiet sobs could be heard that sounded so helpless and lonely, like a delicate spring flower that was unprotected before winter.

Amaria bowed her head, and there was an unknown expression on her face. Her delicate blond hair was a bit of a mess, but even so, it looked beautiful, like rays of sunshine.

Adam's gaze reflected concern and a sense of sadness as his firm hands rested on Amaria's shoulder, causing her to wince and slowly raise her head, showing the world her beauty. A little surprise—that's what Adam felt as his thoughts moved chaotically, trying to make sense of the situation.

Glistening green eyes that were brighter and more beautiful than emeralds Moistened by tears, they looked ten times more enchanting, and the helpless and sad look acted like the strongest poison to an untrained heart.

Seduction, taking a chance, misunderstanding—all these reflections mingled into a helpless sigh as he slowly drew Amaria to him, her lashes fluttering with incomprehension.

There was incomprehension and undisguised panic in her bright green eyes, and the warm feeling in her chest was like a spark that could turn into a fierce fire at any moment. Pale and ruddy cheeks were acquiring an obvious blush as the beautiful elves realized their situation.

There was an urge to simply push away the man who had embraced her without permission, but the moment her fingers made contact with his chest, Amaria felt faint and trembled all over her body.

The thought of breaking free from his embrace acted like a knife scratching at her heart, and soon such thoughts were deeply buried in her mind. Feeling Adam's gentle and masculine scent, Amaria felt dizzy with an incomprehensible tingling in her head, similar to the sensation when you stand up abruptly from your seat.

Despite the large number of people in the room, no one dared to break the silence. It was as if they had made an agreement, and whoever was the first to make any noise would be immediately recognized as the culprit.

The head maid's long lashes quivered as her violet eyes opened in disbelief, revealing her beauty. Her lips pressed into one straight line, and different emotions rose in her heart.

And it would be a lie to say that the other maids felt any differently. They stood upright as one, trying not to utter a word or make even the slightest noise. The corners of their long dresses were a mess from how often they clutched them, trying to quiet their emotions.

Was Adam's embrace so shocking? It is safe to say that it was. And hardly anyone can deny it, given Amaria's overwhelming status. In the comparison between the titles and positions of Adam and Amaria, it was obvious that Amaria would be like Betelgeuse and Adam the Sun.

Although both are bright,

It was obvious that Betelgeuse was many times brighter.

How much time has passed? It must have been more than twenty minutes. Amaria looked up anxiously and saw Adam's chin. The feeling of embarrassment and shame was deafening, but a great deal of life experience helped Amaria overcome her emotions, and she pushed Adam away.

Sitting back in her chair, she fidgeted in her seat and looked restless, but with each passing second, her appearance became the same, a soft smile reappeared on her soft lips, and Amaria's overall aura returned.

Adam, seeing her condition despite some regret in his chest, stepped back and moved his chair back. Though it was hard to catch even a trace of Amaria's emotions in her Queen mode, Adam managed to see a little discomfort in her green eyes.

There was a slight change in Amaria's gaze, which was very unusual given her usual state. Adam sat up straight, his lips stretched into a gentle smile, and his black eyes became deep and had a strange fascination that made the beholder sink deeper and deeper into them.

"Your Majesty, What happened?"

He seemed so sincere in his concern for Amaria as if he felt every tear she shed. His black eyes shone with a gentle light, and his face reflected a pallor as if he had been overwhelmed by the truth of the tears that flowed down Amaria's cheeks.

Amaria's lashes fluttered as she looked at Adam and then began to wipe away her tears with her bare hands. However, she soon stopped when she felt softness on her cheeks and saw Adam holding a white handkerchief and gently and caringly wiping away her tears.

Looking at him, she felt his care and concern as his caring hands stroked her face, and Amaria lost her sense of reality for a moment. Feeling his firm grip and his scent that made her feel safe...

Embarrassment appeared on Amaria's cheeks, and she closed her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly as Adam gently wiped her face. Soon Amaria's face was clean again, so Adam removed the handkerchief and smiled softly.

He found the expression on Amaria's face funny; she looked so defenseless and embarrassed. She did not remind him of a queen but rather of an ordinary girl from the neighborhood.

Feeling Adam remove his hand, Amaria slowly opened one eye, and Adam could see her embarrassment. He smiled.

"Your Majesty, is something wrong?" Adam took her hands and gently rubbed the back of her hand, making Amaria flinch slightly.

Amaria looked at Adam with a slightly hazy gaze, immersed in his aura. His face radiated tenderness and care as if it had been created exclusively for her. At that moment, Adam seemed irresistibly trustworthy and masculine, every feature of his face penetrating her heart.

Feeling her heart racing, Amaria had to channel her magical power throughout her body to come to her senses.

"No, nothing important..." Amaria shook her head and yanked her hand away. "I heard you wanted to see me. What is it?"

Amaria regained her former aura and smiled softly, though there was a trace of blush on her cheeks as well. She sighed as she felt her heartbeat not diminish but only quicken. And the moment she pulled her hand away seemed like an eternity.

"Speaking of which, Your Majesty. I would like to leave the capital and head for the Duchy of Erivia, for the lands found at the Three Borders."

Amaria frowned; her eyes became serious, and the blush disappeared from her face. She looked at Adam and asked, "I don't mind you leaving, but...you need to get the Duke of Erivia's permission. That is the law."

"It's alright. I've got permission." Adam snapped his fingers, and the contract flew out of his hands.

It was the application of the inventory that surprised Amaria. She raised her eyebrows and took the contract, and with each line, she wondered more and more.

"Did he give you 800 square feet of land?" Amaria looked shocked, but both people's signatures confirmed that it was real.

Speaking of the signature, Adam used a little trick to make Ronald see, instead of his real name, the name Johnny.

Amaria was immersed in her thoughts, looking attractive and wise. Adam no longer felt her sadness or any trace of emotion. He found this unfortunate, for he was unable to show his full potential.

"Well, that's not a problem. Since the Duke permitted you, I won't interfere with your movements." Amaria nodded. "However, I cannot allow you to take Mary and Claire with you, for I need them in the capital. I'm sorry."

Adam lifted his head and felt strangely anxious, but he saw that Amaria had no bad intentions. He thought about it and realized that Mary and Claire would be in his way anyway since the situation at the Three Borders was critical.

There was a loud creaking sound that echoed throughout the dining hall as Adam stood up and pulled back his chair. He bowed deeply, putting his hand over his heart, and smiled, expressing his respect and gratitude.

"Thank you for listening to me. Since it is now late, I dare not trouble Your Majesty any longer."

"Yes, of course. Masha, accompany Adam".

Amaria nodded briefly, and her blond hair covered her eyes as the soft voice from her lips made the head maid awake. Masha, the head maid, bowed and looked at Adam.

"Mr. Adam, please."

The maid stepped forward and smiled, holding her hands together over the spot below her navel. Adam bowed once more to Amaria and walked out, accompanied by the maid.

There was silence again in the dining hall as Amaria looked Adam over. Her eyes grew moist in an instant as Adam's silhouette disappeared into the long corridors of the castle. An obvious blush stained her cheeks red. Unknowingly, a soft smile appeared on her lips.

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Friends, in connection with the contract, I'm opening up the goals through which you can get more chapters.

Inspiration capsule = +1 chapter (max 2/d)

Massage chair = +2 chapter

Luxury car = +3 chapter

Dragon = +5 chapter

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