Chapter 13: Amara and Drelgor Conversation
Amara sat nervously on the edge of a plush chair inside the grand hall of the demon's castle. She fidgeted with her delicate fingers, worrying that she might have accidentally offended anyone in her visit. Her heart raced as she waited for Drelgor, the mother of her demon prince fiancé, to arrive.
She took several deep breaths to calm herself, steeling herself to meet the mother of the demon prince, Drelgor.
As she waited, Amara couldn't help but feel apprehensive. She knew Drelgor was a powerful demon queen and the mother of her beloved demon prince. One wrong move, she knew, could turn the tide against her.
The sound of approaching footsteps made Amara jump slightly in her seat. She composed herself quickly, standing up to greet Drelgor respectfully. The demon queen strode into the room with a commanding grace, her imposing figure towering above Amara.
"Ah, you must be the elf my son has been speaking of recently. Amara, was it?" Drelgor said, her voice deep and rumbling.
Amara swallowed nervously before speaking. "Yes, your Majesty. It's an honor to meet you," she said, bowing respectfully.
Drelgor inclined her head slightly in acknowledgement. "My son speaks very highly of you, elf. He tells me you are his betrothed, and that you are to become his queen."
Amara felt a thrill of excitement and fear run through her. "Yes, your Majesty. We love each other deeply and wish to spend our lives together," she said, keeping her voice steady.
Drelgor's eyes narrowed slightly as she scrutinized Amara. "My son has always been impulsive, and he has made choices that have caused great pain and suffering. I want you to understand that if you marry my son, you will be bound to him and his kingdom. You will face challenges that you cannot even imagine."
Amara nodded. "I understand, your Majesty. I know that being the Queen of the Underworld will not be easy, but I am willing to face any challenges that come my way. I love your son, and I want to rule by his side."
Drelgor's expression softened slightly, and she regarded Amara with a degree of approval. "You are a brave soul, Amara. You remind me of myself when I was young and full of fire. You and my son have my blessing. But do not disappoint me, elf. Failure is not tolerated in the kingdom of demons."
Amara bowed respectfully once more. "Thank you, your Majesty. I promise to do my best and uphold the honor and reputation of the kingdom of the demons."
Drelgor nodded, acknowledging Amara's words. "Good. Now, let us talk more of your plans for the future."
For the next hour, Amara and Drelgor talked about their visions for the kingdom of demons. Amara shared her ideas for bringing peace and prosperity to the people, while Drelgor offered her insights and suggestions based on her many years of experience ruling the Underworld.
As the conversation drew to a close, Drelgor held out her hand to Amara. "I look forward to working with you, Queen Amara. Together, we will make this kingdom a better place for all who call it home."
Amara took Drelgor's hand in a firm grip, feeling a sense of satisfaction that she had won the approval of the powerful demon queen. "Thank you for your guidance, your Majesty. I am honored to be a part of this kingdom, and I promise to do my best to make it a place of peace and prosperity."
With a nod, Drelgor dismissed Amara, who left the grand hall with a sense of purpose and determination. She knew that she had a lot of work ahead of her, but with the approval of the demon queen and the love of her betrothed, Amara was ready to face any challenges that lay in her path.