The dragon's harem

After a whole day, Arad and Kayden walked out of Hati’s eternal dimension. While Kayden looked perfectly fine, without a single speck of dust on him, Arad was tattered beyond belief.

Mira’s eyes twisted in confusion; Arad never looked so exhausted. She rushed toward him and asked how he was, at which Arad only nodded as he walked toward one of the large pillows that Hati provided them with, and he fell asleep.

When Mira asked Kayden about what happened, he explained it briefly, saying that Arad had been training over his limit for the whole day and now he was too exhausted to restrain his powers. If he tried to speak or touch something, he might end up blasting them away at full force. Hati’s pillows are specially made so he can lay at them with ease, and so is the whole mansion.

Mira did ask how could something be built to withstand Arad’s power, as she was a carpenter working on his castle, and that information seemed really valuable.

“Anything that I touch can become eternal if I willed it. As long as it’s an object and not a living or an undead being.” She walked into the room and smiled at Mira, quickly shifting her gaze toward Kayden.

“Got a letter from Lily, she says they need you to buy her some things.”

Kayden nodded, “Thanks for telling me.” He immediately disappeared as he headed back home for the day.

“Say, can you help make some things eternal?” Mira asked and Hati only looked at her with a smile. “I’ll consider it if Arad managed to eat the overgod’s heart.” She clapped her hands and two of her daughters walked into the room.

The two were identical twins, both having short hair, four tails behind their backs, glowing golden eyes, and long and sharp red nails, but sadly weren’t as well-endowed as their mother. “Astrid and Frida, two of my daughters.” Hati looked at the two with a smile, “Astrid is an expert on earth magic while Frida boasts one of the best spear skills that I’ve seen. But most importantly, I’ve taught them a lot of things.” She pointed at Arad.

“Recovering after training is just as important.” Hati stared at Mira with a smug smile, “It’s the job of his wives to make sure he gets that.” Her eyes turned aside, “Isdis, come here. Tina as well, you’re his maid, aren’t you?” She waved her fan, calling them in, but her eyes then turned toward Roberta and Lyla. “You two…Roberta come if you want. And you…Lyla…I doubt you’re like Bela so you can stay here for now.”

“What do you want us to do?” Mira asked.

“Simple, give him a decent bath and wash all that grime covering him. And then make sure he’s relaxed enough to recover by tomorrow morning.” She looked at her two daughters. “I don’t know if you’d mind, but my daughters are joining you.”

“We’re his wives….you’re telling us you want to push your daughters in the bath with us? With our husband?” Isdis glared at her. “That doesn’t seem right.”

“It isn’t.” Hati replied, “But, you might be his wives. But can you even carry him to the bath?” She looked at Isdis with a grin, covering her face with the fan. “You can’t even lift him up, let alone rinse his scales or help him recover. If you two alone can’t provide for him, more would show up to care for him.”

“What did you just say?” Isdis growled at her.

“Astrid and Frida are going to show you how to care for him. If you don’t act properly and learn the right way to maintain a dragon’s health, they’ll be replacing you two soon enough.” She stared at them with a smug smile, “You two are the weakest of his wives after all. You’re not in such a position that you can stay with any caring skills if you can’t even fight properly.”

“I see what you’re going for.” Lyla smiled in the back, slowly standing up. “I can’t stay silent as you eat up on my daughter.” She approached Hati.

“Human, you want to fight?” Hati stood facing Lyla, even if the two didn’t compare in strength, they compared in another way. Their oppressive talent made all the girls stare at them with a hint of jealousy, even Mira wondered why she wasn’t as TALENTED as her mother.

A few seconds later, Mira was standing in her place with a confused yet disappointed face, staring at Hati and her mothers with dead eyes. “This is how you two are going to fight?” Her eyes slowly shifted to the wine bottle and the beer bottle in the corner.

“You don’t expect me to wrestle this wild wolf, do you? She’ll bite my face off…” Lyla growled, half drunk.

“My husband would eat me up if I harmed her…and you know what worse…what worse…” Hati started crying, “He’ll probably won’t care, and let one of the other wives scold me. I’m done with being yelled at by them.” As she wept, her daughters started consulting her as if she was a little child.

“Those drunkards…” Isdis sighed, “What in the nine hells are they thinking…”

“Look!” Lyla burst laughing. “She’s crying! I win!”

“You’re mean… and I’m here worried about not harming you….” Hati banged her face on the table, and Lyla started consulting her, “Here you go, calm. Mommy is here…you remind me of young Mira.” She hugged her head and started patting her.

“Let’s go. Leave mother and her to their own insanity.” Astrid lifted Arad on her shoulder. “We must make Arad feel better.” Her eyes slowly shifted to look at Arad’s face.

“Sister, can you carry him?” Frida asked with a passive face.

“He only weights a couple tens of tons with my magic.” Astrid threw Arad a few inches in the air and carried him over her neck like a bag of rice.

“Wait!” Isdis gasped, “He isn’t suppressing his weight?” She looked at Arad and then at the pillow, he was asleep over.

“He is trying, but it’s fluctuating. In a moment he only weighs over 250 kilograms, and in another, he weighs 100 tons. It’s unstable.” Her glowing golden eyes shifted toward the girls, “In his current state of exhaustion, you might get harmed by being near him. That’s why we two are coming in to help.”

She turned and started heading toward the bath with Arad on her shoulder.

“Sorry for mother and sister’s attitude. They might seem rude, but they are trying to help.” Frida approached Mira and Isdis. “Currently, Arad is severely exhausted, like how you’ll be after training hard for a whole day, you won’t even be able to stand properly without your legs giving up.” She looked at her sister carrying Arad away.

“What mother meant by you two being too weak, is this. You don’t even have the strength to massage him if he needed it.” Her eyes shifted back to Mira and Isdis. “But you two have your own unique abilities. Don’t feel down about it.”

While Isdis and Mira can’t really fight alongside Arad like how Eris can do, they have their important roles. While Isdis takes care of the political side of things, which is something that Arad would rather never have to think about or deal with, Mira is doing her best to help build his kingdom and invent weapons that would allow people to fight with him, and provide him

some peace of mind.

“Let’s go…” Frida smiled as she started walking toward the bath.

“Wait…” Mira looked at her, “You’re that one woman that Arad ate her spear.” She called her. “Your words didn’t seem nice at that time either.”

Frida stopped and looked back at them, a droplet of sweat slithering across her face. “You

could see my face?” The veils she wore were supposed to completely hide her identity, it’s a

magic item created by her mother Hati.

“Well, I might not look like it…” Mira stared at her, eyes burning with a golden flame, “I can see far more things than you might think.”

“That spark…” Frida blinked twice, “You’re a demi-goddess?”

Mira froze in place, “Wait! How did you know?”

“It’s obvious. I can tell at a glance at your eyes.” Frida waved her hand, “It’s not the time or place for us to fight now. Our job is to make sure Arad is healthy by tomorrow morning, so

hurry up.”

As they approached the changing room, they could hear Astrid grunting and growling, panting like an exhausted pup. “What’s up with you…” She growled, wrestling someone. With how strange the sounds seemed to be, Isdis and Frida rushed in, kicking the door open.

“Sister! What are you doing?!”

“ARAD! I can’t…” Isdis grunted.

But both of them froze in place, seeing Arad leaning at the wall with Astrid grabbing his shirt from the shoulder, pushing on his face with her foot as she tried to take the shirt off, but wasn’t able to. Her face burned red as sweat rushed across her cheek and neck, and the veins on her arm bulged, but Arad’s shirt wasn’t budging.

Astrid jumped, both with both feet onto Arad’s face as she pulled on the shirt, intending to

rip it off if necessary. “What…is this thing made of.”

Tina looked at them, walked to the corner, filled a bucket with cold water, and slowly

approached Astrid. “Move away.” She looked at her.

“Fuck off, I’m busy, don’t you see?” Astrid growled.

Tina lifted the bucket of cold water up and poured it on Astrid’s head, causing her to scream.

“I said move away.” Tina stared at her.

“What did you…” Astrid was about to yell at her, but seeing Tina’s angry smile made her

shrink in fear, and slowly back away.

Tina approached Arad and squatted by his side, whispering into his ear. “Master, I know you can hear me. And if you can’t, Doma, I’m sure you’re listening. Shift the scales off so we can bathe you. It’s hard to clean them when they take the form of clothes.”

Arad’s clothes slowly turned pure black, wiggling around as tiny scales became visible for a split second before slowly shifting back into skin color, sticking tightly to his body. White Arad usually wears normal clothes, but those can’t withstand his fighting, so he quickly shifts into wearing his scales.