King of the Mountain - Civil War

Despite the constant anxious feeling in Niar, the next months brought happy encounters for Niar. The first joyful moment was, when Peach went into labor. Niar was even more nervous than when Soo's whelp hatched, because this time it was not just waiting for the hatchling to break out and hoping it would be in good health, but Peach was groaning and was obviously in pain. Her maids, Sathir and Amma, told him that all was fine and that this was normal for a birth of a gryphon, but Niar felt with Peach and winced every time she started to groan again.

The birth of his second daughter took much longer than the hatching of his first princess. Hours of agony for the girl and pain from only being able to watch her suffer for Niar were finally awarded by the small little leo-dragon-gryphon. The little girl had its eyes closed and was completely covered on black scales, except for her belly, where the scales were white. From the words of Peach's maids, who put the little cub next to her teats and had the small one drink its fill, except for the scales and the tail, it looked like any other gryphon cub. Niar could barely see the feline snout and paws, that were so little, that it was hard to imagine that this would once have a body like her mother or the maids. On its back it had something like little arms, but the maids explained Niar, after they left Peach alone to rest with her cub, that these would become her wings once the feathers would spread.

One day later, it was time for Mii's whelp to hatch and by now, Niar was a bit calmer already. The hatching of a cub was still exciting for him, but after seeing Peach give birth, it was nothing he worried so much about anymore. He stayed calmer than with Soo and was able to support his sister during the whole hatching. The little whelp, also a girl, was very fast and after less than an hour it already crawled out of the shell and was bathed by her parents.

Niar and his wives became even more careful and the guards at the queens' quarter had been increased to protect the whelps. A week after it was born, the little Cilia, how Peach named her daughter, opened her eyes and to the awe of her mother, father and the other maids and wives, who all came to watch, she had wonderful golden sparkling eyes.

The females stayed in their quarter. Even the blue twins did not accompany Niar anymore, because they became even more protective over their eggs with the date of their hatching closing in. Jade showed her pregnancy strongly and walked very slow and carefully through the corridor.

The young cubs became very lively over the next month. Soo's whelp, Antracia, a pitch black dragon girl with black eyes like her father, was the calmest. Cilia and Snowflake, the whelp of Mii that was named after a snowflake spot of white scales on her shoulder that stood out from her else complete black scales, played together a lot. Cilia still did not grow any feathers, but she developed the first signs of white dawn on her wings. When they looked up if someone called them, often to make sure they were not too energetic and let their mothers get a bit of a breather, golden orbs sparkled next to sapphire blue gems and they brought a smile upon the face of the adults around them.

The two whelps were very interested in the blue eggs of the twins, even though they were only allowed around them or to touch them under the keen eyes of their mothers and they had to stay calm. It was a big sign of trust between the females, that the twins allowed the cubs to play in their room. "Soon you will have two more siblings to play with." Bizza promised with a smile and softly caressed her egg.

The days before Jade lay her egg, she locked herself in her room to have peace and a calm atmosphere instead of the hectic and loud games of the cubs around her. Niar visited her every day and they cuddled together and talked about her tribe. The king learned a thing or two he did not know about the green dragons and he promised her that, when the whelps were old enough and their safety was ensured, he would go to the tribe lands of the green dragons together with Jade and meet her father.

Jade lay her egg at night, only with the help of Bani. She forbade the maid to call Niar, who was quite tired these days between his worries for the cubs, his work as king and his support for all his wives. She had seen Niar stand on the balcony a few times, looking into the distance and not reacting when his name was called and she was sure that his thoughts sometimes drifted off to the secret wife that she was sure he had somewhere.

The act of laying the egg was fast and without any complications. Even though Jade was still too young to lay an egg, after all the only reason she had gotten into heat had been the blue water, but she was strong and trained to endure pain and hard labor. When Niar visited her in the morning, she proudly showed him the emerald shimmering egg and one after another the other dragonesses and Peach came by to congratulate her.

The birth of the twins went good. Bizza got a male whelp which she named Cobalt, because of his marine blue scales. The only sign of the black dragon tribe was the black eyes, which was unusual for blue dragons. Inizza got a female, which she named Gem. The girl came more after her father and was black from head to toe, except for her blue eyes and a patch of blue scales on her forehead.

Soon the two smaller whelps played along with Cilia, who slowly started to get long black feathers on her wings and lost her downs, Snowflake, still the most energetic of the cubs, and Antracia, who only played for a bit before she pulled back to one of the adult dragonesses, cuddled up with them and watched the game of her siblings. The way she watched over them with cute dignity and keen eyes gave off the perfect image of the big sister that she was.

Nearly one year after Antracia, the whelp of Jade was born. It was a perfect mix of their tribes. Most of the scales were of a strong green color, but over her spine from her head to the tip of her tail, there was a line of pitch black scales. The eyes of the small whelp were mint green, like the scales of her mother. Even though she was one year younger than Antracia, she was the same size from the start. She also was the calmest of all whelps and liked to listen to the adults or just stare at the blue sky through the window. Everything she heard was soaked into her brain and Niar was sure, that she would grow up to be a smart and strong dragoness.

The years went by in a flash and behind the scenes the fronts inside the black tribes land formed more and more. Pricilla still did not openly go against Niar but her efforts were only beaten by the efforts of the king and his friends to get the upper hand. When Niar increased his influence, he started to improve the life of his citizen, which helped his faction to gain more loyalty of the black tribe, while his mother, not being able to go openly against him, was pushed more into the underground with her actions.

Niar visited the green and the blue tribe and informed them about the intrigues of his mother in preparation of her possibly trying to fuel a war with them. He had a long talk with Jade's father, who became somewhat of a mentor to Niar and helped him to extend his network and influence in his own tribe as well as in others.

Only the red dragon tribe was not so easy to be warned and made friends with. It seemed that Pricilla already had connections to some of them and their guards protected their borders, not even letting a messenger slip over it. With growing worries, Niar had to strengthen his border guards towards the red tribes land and have the conflict smolder without any chance to clear it up but barely managing to keep it from escalating.

Cicilia, the draleo-gryphon cub, just turned two and she now already looked like the perfect mix of both, leo-gryphons and black dragons. The feathers of her wings had fully developed by now, giving her additional cuteness and charm. Her wings were covered with wonderful black fethers and at the edges she had a few golden feathers, just like her mother. Just recently her mother stopped nursing her and most of the day she spent with the other whelps playing or being taught by Fathii and Jade, who joined the old black dragoness in the education of the young ones.

Niar had grown quite a bit in these last years. He nearly was the size of the gryphon maids now, while Peach, as a leo-gryphon, grew slower and the difference in size became bigger. It was then, that Peach got in heat again. Niar already learned from her maids, that gryphons usually got into heat around two years after giving birth again, so it was no surprise for Niar but he rather had anticipated it.

Niar sent his daughter away to the others and asked the twins to look after her as well, when he noticed the spicy scent of Peach. His second wife already mewled and presented to him in her growing heat. Niar had to smile how the times changed. He still remembered, that he surprised her, even forced himself on her, at first and now she was demanding him with her little pussy. Their size difference was about the same than the difference between Niar and his sister had been at their first mating. Sure, Mii grew a lot and was now nearly as big as Peach, having lost her whelp look and formed into a beautiful young dragoness.

Niar stepped up to Peach and started to lick over her moist snatch. His tongue went over her fur, the flesh and inside her vagina, licking off her honey greedily and enjoying her taste and scent. Peach just stood there, mewling and chirping under his licks and lifting her tail high until a powerful orgasm hit her and made her body shiver and her juice splash on the ground and into the open muzzle of Niar.

Peach spread her wings to the side, giving Niar the easiest climb on her back, which he accepted without hesitation. He ran his tongue over her spine, ears and head, before he softly bit down, holding her in her neck and poking at her entrance with his thick and erect penis.

Peach groaned and mewled in pain when he made his first slow push. His endowment had outgrown that of an adult leo-gryphon by now and even though she was not a virgin anymore, he stretched her hard and made her pussy ache. Her still ongoing climax and the lubricant inside her helped his big member to slip in and out with a slow pace and Niar also did not rush things and went nice and slow until Peach slowly turned her groans into moans and started to enjoy their encounter.

Niar spread her pussy wide and pushed deep into her inner tunnel until his tip breached her cervix and his knot came to a halt at her quivering lips. The girl under him had entered a continuing climax and the lips gripped weakly around his shaft and caressed his knot, while the inside milked him in hope to get more of his spunk inside and form new life. The knot was too big for the girl and Niar stopped after a few tries and heavy groaning and screaming of Peach and just rested his dick inside her snatch, with the knot pressed against her opening to seal it, and then he let go of his spunk, filling the feline up and starting their week of mating with a good and strong filling.

The heat increased over the next days, had both, the dragon and the feline, in high need of each other and at the fourth day of constant mating, and a lot of groans from Peach under his tries, he finally managed to cram his knot inside her and rested on top of the exhausted girl, huffing and pumping his sperm into her fertile chamber, and licked her head and face in affection, earning a mix of low growls and mewls from his wife.

Eleven month later, Peach was the happy mother of yet another cub. This time it was a male cub, which she gave the name Drago. Drago looked a lot like his sister, after he got over the phase of losing his downs and growing his first feathers at his wings, just his eyes were black. Cicilia became a caring and good big sister, but she was not the only one caring for the youngest one. Especially Cobalt, as the only other boy, took him under his wings and they soon explored the wing together and their mothers and the maids had all claws full to keep up with the ideas and explorational curiosity of the boys.

Over the next year the influence of Niar grew more and especially the blue twins became very popular and loved in his kingdom. They were bundle of joys, just like their whelps, and traveled the land in Niar's name and brought relieve to the regions that suffered under Pricilla and showed them that Niar had something different in mind for them.

They were always accompanied by their guards, because with the growing influence of his faction and the clear losing influence of his mother, Niar feared an attack even more every day, because he knew how his mother reacted to these situations. He had seen them in the past with his fathers other wives and Jade also warned him that she might make her move soon.

Jade had become the head of the secret intel agency of Niar and did not only help Khorta to train new dragons for fighting but also collected all information they found out and linked it together to report it to Niar.

Niar also visited the blue and the green tribe and got their goodwill with their daughters, after they themselves explained their love and situation, and the other tribes promised their support and cut all ties with his mother. The only tribe that was still hard to engage was the red tribe, because Priscilla did a thorough job in seeding distrust and hate in them and no messenger he sent came back unharmed or made it far over the borders.

Niar just turned 17 when the situation escalated. He came back from a visit of the green dragon tribe, where he went with Jade and which ended in a strong alliance that they formed, when a messenger approached them, just when they crossed the borders. The messenger brought the news, that Inizza and Bizza had been attacked in an attempt to assassinate them. Niar and Jade made haste, together with their guards, to return to the palace.

To his relieve, Niar found all his wives sound and healthy but one of their guards paid the protection of the queens with his life. Niar was furious and it took his wives a few hours to calm him down. One of the guards also went missing. The twins told Niar, that the dragon had followed the injured assassin and did not report back yet.

It took one day, before the guard returned, injured, but not in critical state. It was a young dragoness with the name Uruna. She was only 7 years older than Niar and she had been personally trained by Khorta and Jade and was one of their best agents.

"King Niar, I am sorry for my late return." Niar cut her apologies off with a wave of his claw and looked at the dragoness, who was barely bigger than him. "You followed the assassin, right?" he said, and his voice shook from his anger. "Did you find out anything?"

The dragoness looked exhausted but did not let her own physical condition stop her from the report. Her wounds still were bleeding because she wanted to report to the king before she would go to a healer. "Yes my king." She replied and took a quick look to his wives, who all were present. They had send the cubs away to play with the maids while they took Soo's room for the report.

"Like your wives probably had told you, the assassin was a red dragon." Niar had heard from it, but totally disregarded the race of the assassin because of his worries over his wives. He just nodded. "I followed him to the edge of our border region, but he did not cross the borders to the red tribes land." Niar looked at the dragoness with keen eyes and his ears twitches with every word she said. His black eyes met her red gleaming sparks but the dragoness stood her ground and continued her report.

"I found a fortress at the border between the red tribe and the green tribe, at the mountains in our lands. There were red and black dragons and over them all was your highnesses mother, meeting the assassin and getting his report." For the first time the dragoness showed a bit of a fearful look when the eyes of Niar widened in anger and he snarled but she continued without hesitation.

"I infiltrated their fortress to find out more. Inside I found out that Pricilla teamed up with a big red dragon called Hrothi and they brought black and red dragons for their secret alliance. Before they detected me, I found out that they worked together when your father, King Onyx, was still alive and that they plotted to pitch the tribes against each other for their own benefits."

Niar was speechless. He had known that his mother had been driving his father to wars but she never would have thought that she betrayed his father with another dragon and one of the enemy nonetheless. It took a while before he thanked Uruna and had her being brought to the healers, who mended her many wounds. The rest of her report was only about her escape and that she killed two dragons before making it out and managing to get back to the palace.

The information of the betrayal of Priscilla spread like a wild fire in the tribe lands and in the next months the guards of Niar had a lot of work in finding her spies and disabling them. Some of the dragons vanished overnight and later were seen at the fortress, which now was surrounded by guards to ensure none of them would infiltrate or attack the black tribe. Niar tried to attack the fortress once, but with no result. It was fortified very good and too many dragons were on his mother's side to win the battle without many casualties. He decided to minimize the damage and exile his mother in the fortress. Many of his tribe citizen welcomed the exile of the former queen and supported his reign.

Priscilla and her new mate Hrothi did not watch themselves getting cut off without actions. They spread their influence into the red tribes land, because the green dragons as well put up strong border guards and both Niar and Emerald, the king of the green tribe, build strongholds around Priscilla's fortress to strengthen their defense and seal her off.

It came to war yet again with the red dragon tribe, but Niar was careful to only empower his border guards and not step over the borders and show the aggression his father had shown. After a few first invasion attempts, the red tribe also went just into defense with irregular small invasions and the conflict became a smoldering but increasingly tense war of patience.

Half a year went by with the stalemate with the red tribe and the danger of the Priscilla faction still not being resolved. Niar took his time with his wives and to enjoy the company of his whelps whenever he did not have to get into meetings with generals and ministers, but he started to become a good ruler who was delegating his tasks to his trusted servants like Khorta. As a reward for her good work, Uruna got the title of a general and was the youngest general the black tribe ever had seen.

During this time, Peach was hit by another heat, with her son now being two years old and the time of her heat being ripe again. The size difference between her and her husband had increased a lot. Niar had grown nearly to adult size while she still waited for her big growth spurt and after one try of mounting the girl, Niar had to discover that he was far too big for the young leo-gryphon. Instead of mating, they licked each other and cuddle up. Niar made sure to spend a lot of time with Peach and satisfy her needs, even without mating and impregnating her. Niar saw to every need of Peach for the full week of her heat and when she was sleeping, exhausted from the orgasms she achieved from his licking or careful claw, Niar spend time with his children or went to a meeting with some of his generals.

The week where he had to endure the heat of Peach had been a torture for Niar, who had developed quite the liking to mating activities. In addition, there had been reports that the war would drag out and from injured or dead fighters on both sides. Niar had to face not only the frustration of his unreleased sexual tension, but also the fact that the war would last for a few years and he had to think about nurturing the younger generation, that would pick up after the war ended. He was positive that even his own whelps and cubs would never have to go to war. He did not even consider sending them, but it would be their generation that needed to build on the land after the war and fill in for all the dead fighters and workers.

"You called for me, my King?" the young general Uruna entered his room and closed the door behind her. "Oh, thank you for coming Uruna. I heard you felt a bit unwell today. I hope you are better already." The general had called sick this morning. "Nothing serious sir. Just my heat circle." She replied and when Niar looked into her red eyes, she lowered her gaze embarrassed.

Niar smiled. He sure knew the reasons for her sick leave. Not only could he clearly smell that she was hard in her heat, but he also saw the fem juice drop down under her tail and leave small wet spots on his floor. "I am ready to serve you my king. Whatever you command, I will fulfil with honor." "You do not need to be so formal Uruna. You saved my wives and had always been loyal. You are one of my closest generals and friends." If not for the black scales the dragoness sure would have blushed heavily from his words. She continued to look down to the ground, not raising her eyes.

"I have been thinking." The king changed the topic while he started to close in to her. His voice got more silent as if he wanted to keep a secret and moved in just to make sure no one could hear him. "We had quite some casualties. We still have enough fighters, but what in five years? What in ten or fifteen?" still looking to the ground, the dragoness nodded.

"The next generation will have the task to rebuild our land and they need to be strong. In their minds, their body and in their numbers." Again the general nodded and Niar closed in to her until he was just a few inches away from her head and then turned to the side, walking around her in circles as if he was pondering while he continued.

"We have to increase the eggs of our tribe and we need to make sure that they are from strong parents. I have strong princesses but our land needs more than royalty. We need fighters and commoners." He stopped half behind her and took a deep breath from the heat heavy air around her hind and turned his head towards her. "Don't you agree, Uruna?" he asked.

"Yes, my king. I agree. I will select only the strongest and best of our soldiers and citizen to fill in the gaps that are left by the dead." She replied. Niar grinned out of sight of the general who was still not looking at him. "We will select and encourage them later. This still has time. This was not the reason I called you here."

The general was 7 years older than Niar, much less gap of age than most other dragons in his staff, and with his 17 years he was not grown into adult size yet, when his growth would be slowed down. But despite the size difference, he jumped on top of her before the trained warrior noticed his intent and with his body he parted her wings, which moved to the side, and his claws managed to get a strong hold on her shoulders and chest while his muzzle moved at her neck and his tongue licked over it and made the dragoness moan in surprise.

"Who could be a better father to our future soldiers than me. And who would be a better mother than you?" he whispered and then his fangs bit into her neck, holding the general in place, and he moved his lower body against her hind while one of his hind claws moved up and pulled her tail to the side.

Niar saw her red eyes roll up to look towards his head while the dragoness moaned, still not giving in, even though he saw in her eyes how strong her heat was nagging and calling for her. "My king, I am not your wife. We can't..." Niar pushed her neck down and interrupted her complaints. He put one claw on her neck and held it down while he let go with his teeth to answer.

"No, you are not my wife and will not be." He said softly. "Our child will not be a prince or princess." He continued. "You will be my lover and you will raise strong children for the tribe. You will always be special for me, but you will not gain status, nor will your children. But they will be mine and I will approve of them as mine. Will you agree to that? Will you agree to your king and give your All to him?"

Her answer was muffled by a strong groan when he pushed forward, establishing the grip in her neck with his bite again, and his thick member entered her hot and dripping snatch. Niar was a bit surprised that the young dragoness was still a virgin, when he ripped her hymen and slipped further in. Sure, she did not have an egg yet or a mate and was still young, qualities that sure were reasons for him selecting her, but from talks with Khorta and other generals or soldiers he had the impression, that Soldiers in the field often had sexual contact, even if the dragoness was not in heat, to vent their tension and fight down the excitement before or after a heavy fight. Niar just then remembered, that he heard that Uruna had been a loner before she joined his special forces and became a general at her young age.

There were no more words being shared in the next hour. Niar grunted and moaned on top of the dragoness and she groaned and huffed until she got used to the pain and the stretching of his thick rod. She did not cry, but she kept her head low and had her eyes closed while her king rode her like one of his wives. From her increasing moans and the dangling tongue, Niar was sure that she was starting to enjoy the ride quite well and when he drove his knot past her labia, when his member was sucked in by her hot, wet and tight entrance and he let go of her neck, she threw her head up and screamed her loudest moan so far through his room while her whole body contracted and her insides began to milk him of the strong spurts that were soon starting.

"How did you like your King?" he asked when he calmed down a bit from his climax and rested on top of her with his knot still tied. She still was catching her breath and as an answer she just turned her head around and licked over his face and muzzle.

After this introduction to his plans, she submitted to her king completely. He had her wait in his room when he was going to meetings or to visit his wives and kids, and whenever he returned she presented for him, hot and shivering from holding in her heat and the feelings of needing him inside her.

The full two weeks of her heat she submitted to the younger dragon and offered her womb as a vessel for his whelps. She remembered her own words many times, that she would do anything for her king. She had not meant it quite like that but she came to the conclusion, that being bred by the King of her tribe was not the worst task she could have got.

"I heard what happened between you and Uruna." Sathir, the younger of Peach's maids, had followed Niar's request to come and see him in his quarters. "Not that there is much to hide." Niar chuckled. By now, most of the ones close to Niar or Uruna knew, that her growing belly was caused by him and also knew the reasons for this.

"So, it is me next?" Niar felt a bit of fear or hesitation in her question. Her heat was talking to Niar and his nostrils quivered strongly in her odor. "I will not force you." He replied, closed in and bent his head down to nibble on the fur on Sathir's head. "It is your decision if you want to serve me as your king."

The maids never actually had joined his tribe. Officially they were just here to tend to the princess peach, who joined his tribe by becoming his queen. With him being closer to his adult size, he outgrew the adult leo-gryphons by two heads already, who were just the size of blue dragons at best.

Niar ran his tongue over her spine and licked the roots of her wings. He knew from Peach that leo-gryphons were very sensitive at this spot and it was very arousing for them. Like he intended, Sathir moaned and her tail went up by reflex and clear girl juice splashed on the ground from her clenching pussy. He could not understand her response under her moans that became harder under his licks. He was sure her head was spinning from her heat and his actions.

"If you do not want this... if you do not want to serve under me... if you do not want me as your King, then just say stop!" he told her but no word or gesture of complaint came from the leo-gryphon while he worked his way to her hind. When his tongue went over her snatch, she already reached a small climax. Sathir was super sensitive, much more than Peach. When his tongue parted her folds, and went through her insides, he felt her hymen still intact. It was no wonder for him, because they had always served Peach and in the Palace, there had rarely been another leo-gryphon than these three for longer than a day or two.

Niar licked off her fluid, which was spicy and increased his lust until he could finally not hold back anymore. He stepped over the leo-gryphon, who by now was so captured in her heat, that he even raised her hunches and had her tail far to the side. "Then feel the full power of your King." He whispered before he bit down to pin her and pushed forward.

The leo-gryphon cried loud when her hymen was broken and the far too thick rod slid into her passage. Just like in the past with Peach, Niar noticed that leo-gryphons were much tighter but also much more stretchable. He was by far more endowed than any leo-gryphon male already and she was far tighter than Uruna.

Sathir cried the whole first act, until he finally knotted her, he needed a few attempts until he succeeded, and filled her bowels with his seed. Her belly bulged out strongly when he came to a halt and released her neck to lick her head while his last spurt entered her inner cavern. "Welcome to my tribe." He whispered and the female just whimpered.

Over the next week, the duration of her heat, Sathir became more and more used to the thick member of Niar and at the end even started to enjoy it and demand him. Like her princess before, and Amma after her, she submitted to the strong black dragon and a few weeks later, both she and Amma showed the first signs of their pregnancy.

"I came because I was sure you would call me soon, too." Laira, the blue dragon maid of the twins, stood in his room before Niar had have a chance to send for her. Her smell told him, that she was early in her heat.

"We know of your reasons and that this means we join your tribe and we decided that we want that as well." It came very surprising to Niar. He was sure that Laira was talking about herself and Zariza, the older blue dragon maid, when she was referring to "we".

"You sure are big." She said and approached him. Her heat had made his member push out of its slit. "I hope you are careful... mmmhh... with... mhhhm... a virgin..." she demanded while she started to lick over his penis and pushed her tail high while already standing under him, head towards his member, and her strong smell drew into his nostrils. She definitely was the kinkiest lover he had have so far.

He moaned a few minutes from her licks and when she even put the tip into her muzzle and suckled on it slightly, he bent his head down and extended his tongue to lick the lower side of her tail, her tail hole and the edges of her snatch. In this position he could not reach all the way to run the tongue into her snatch and so he had her to reposition and licked her into shrill chirps before he stepped over her, just like with the leo-graphons, and only had to lift himself a bit on her back before he bit down and slowly pushed into the tight dragoness.

The dragoness groaned but she did not complain and she pushed against his pushes eagerly, so he increased his rhythm every few pushes until he was hammering the whimpering, crying, but still counter pushing female under him with fast and strong pushed and drove his tip through her cervix, colliding his knot with her snatch in a wet smack.

Her insides gripped his member strongly, if from pain or pleasure he did not know or care, and stimulated him. He wanted to release but he still did not push his knot in and this seemed to be a nearly impossible task. She was nearly as tight as the leo-gryphons but by far not as stretchable.

It took him twenty minutes from the state where he already wanted the release, until he finally managed to cram his full knot inside her hot and abused snatch. The girl was totally exhausted and only groaned and huffed faintly when he released his spunk and she twitched around him weakly. Despite the pain the female achieved two orgasms while he tried to tie to her. Now she exhausted her energy and she only grinned when he told her that she was now a member of his tribe and his mating partner.

Zariza was far less kinky than Laira, a few weeks after the heat of Laira passed before the other blue dragon maid entered her heat, but she was as willing and even demanding of him accepting her to his tribe by mating. She was the only female of the maids, that had not been a virgin before he took her and after the two weeks of hot actions between them she revealed to Niar, that her own brother had humped her shortly before she became an adult because he wanted to try mating and never found a girlfriend. This had partly been a reason why she signed up for going with the princess, because she held grudges against her brother, who did not ask her before, for some time.

The act with Zariza was far less adventurous than with Laira and she groaned less from the start, but Niar enjoyed it nonetheless as well as the dragoness. After the two weeks of her heat, over the next months, there were increasing bulges in the bellies of the two blue dragons and Uruna until all of them, one after another, laid their eggs and by this time the bellies of Amma and Sathir also started to show clearly. To make sure they could follow their duty, Niar ordered two young dragonesses, both soldiers, to guard the eggs and see to their wellbeing and after letting them in on the secret he also took them during their heat and added them to his plan to grow a strong next generation through all ranks.

Niar was not sure how much of this plan or his actions was known in his land, but sure everyone knew about all his wives. If it was just the number of wives or because they knew about his secret hobby of impregnating their maids and other dragonesses he did not know, but over the next year the citizen of his tribe gave him the name "Niar the Breeder".

The conflict with Priscilla increased in the meanwhile and even though she was not able to get any other tribes to join her or advance her territory in the black or green tribe lands, the red dragon tribe was completely drawn into the conflict. They got into battles more often, even though the red tribe as well seemed to try and avoid fights as much as possible. Niar's spies told him that the red tribe rarely showed direct aggression towards the black tribe except for the Priscilla faction and to their understanding, most of the fights they had with his tribe were either because one of both parties thought of the other as being with the Priscilla faction or because they were skillfully drawn to each other from forces of Priscilla, who understood to force the armies against each other.

With the war between the red and the black tribe still active and no solution being found, all messengers had to come back not even being allowed to see the new queen of the red tribe, all Niar could do was to order his generals to be very careful and to avoid any direct contact with the armies of the red tribe, as long as they would not cross his land.