Eleonora Not Invading Novels & Stories

But if I am collared, instead of being the dragon she needs, Prince Primus Thelonius Majere, I’ll be the human bard Leon Minstrel–weak, easy to control, and completely useless. Any other drakaina wouldn’t dare to attempt this with me clear-headed and strong–but she has an entire squadron of elite soldiers that will do whatever they can to please her and give her exactly what she wants. She has forgotten that, underneath all of our rules and ceremonies, all the pomp that makes those soldiers loyal and her a queen can be completely torn away by our biology. In the end, we are really all just extremely powerful beasts. “Eleanora, you should send your men away,” I warn. “Before it’s too late.”

Egan and Heaven also said. “Alright, stop wasting time on these useless things. Get things done quickly as this is more important than anything else. I don’t like all these superficial things.” At this time, Empress Elora had gone back into the ball of green light. She started to sound impatient. The Robotias and the Soul Devourers were eying Leila covetously. No one knew what they were planning but they were getting ready to invade Leila. Sylvio and the others probably had no idea either.

“She will come.” He arched a brow. “You sound so sure.” I smirked. “Because I know her.” Elara, the Lunar Alpha, the wolf who had torn through battlefields, who had fought against all odds to protect her people. The queen who refused to yield. But even queens had weaknesses. And Lyanna was hers. Dorian exhaled, setting his goblet down. “If she does come… do you plan to kill her?” I met his gaze, my smirk widening. “No.”

Her brows met as confusion eats her. “What do you mean?” Apollo sighed and looked deep into her eyes. They’re both immersed in each other’s soul that the words Apollo wanted to utter almost disappeared from his head. “We should form our own army.” Eleena blinked a few times and couldn’t believe her ears. “We don’t know how the destroyer creates his army so we should be prepared for whatever happens.” There is nothing in Apollo’s voice but firmness. “You mean, there will be people fighting because of me?” Eleena quickly shook his head so Apollo sighed.

They didn't draw weapons—that would be an act of war—but they blocked him with their sheer bulk. "Out of my way!" Oreon snarled as his eyes flashed gold. "Alpha, please!" Abram hurried to his side, grabbing Oreon’s arm. "Think! These are Lady Philia’s elite guard. If you strike them, the Council will say you broke guest rights! You cannot start a war over a servant girl!" "She is not just a servant!" Oreon ripped his arm free from Abram’s grip. Through the gaps in the armored wall, he saw them drag Eltonia out the heavy double doors toward the courtyard. He heard her gasp of pain as one of the soldiers twisted her arm.