Versailles looked at Queen Nakee before turning to Ramose. She did not care for what reason, or why, she suddenly became the werewolf's mate. However, no matter what happened, her plan to make herself stronger will not change. Nothing and no one can change that.
"But Versailles, the werewolf's mate enters the Underworld Palace the moment the wolf claims his soulmate. As such, you will become a part of the Werewolf clan and are able to represent only them." Queen Nakee panickily said, a trace of desperation laced in her words as she nervously looked at her friend, and now, only hope of the snake clan.
"Unless, you delay your entrance into the Underworld Palace? Then you can participate in the competition as a member of the Snake clan." As she said this, Queen Nakee felt an oppressive feeling enveloping her body, causing her to almost change form to fight back against the overwhelming aura.
"Well, who made the rule that a bloodline member cannot take part in the competition on behalf of their original race? Is the werewolf king going to feel offended if I take part in the Battle of Wars on behalf of the Snake clan and end up defeating you?" Versailles openly asked the wolf king without mincing her words.
"Offended? Absolutely not. It would be a pleasure for me to be defeated in the hands of my soulmate." The werewolf king smirked with a wicked glint in his eyes, watching his soulmate's beautiful face.
The more he looked, the more he found her beautiful. Before the mating, he had already been slightly attracted to her. Now that they were bonded in soul, his feelings for her only grew stronger with every passing moment.
He could not believe such a splendid woman was his soulmate.
"Well, there you go. The wolf king has no problem with me representing the Snake clan. So, there should not be any problems since there had never been such rules in the first place." Versailles loudly declared, wanting the leaders of the other four clans to hear her so as to solve all the problems here and now, rather than dealing with it later on the competition days.
"I am afraid that is not possible. We have never had an incident before where a werewolf found his mate during the competition of the Battle of Wars, hence the reason for the lack of rules for such circumstances. However, every race present here is clear on the objective behind the Battle of Wars.
Through the Battle of Wars, the ranking of the lesser, lower, middle, higher, and supreme races and ranks are decided. Through those rankings, a tribe, group, or clan receives resources of their status. Some races get labeled as slaves, some servants, and while some are just food for the strong.
These are battles where the very survival and status of the races within the Nar realm are determined based on their strengths. The strong rules while the weak slaves. These are the rules of the Nar realm where every creature strives for survival.
As such, where do you think a serpentine of the Snake clan mated to the werewolf king stands in all this? The Snake clan and the Werewolf clan are both supreme clans within the Nar realm. You representing one while having a foot in the other might be acceptable to you. But is it acceptable to the creatures whose very survival depends on the victory and defeat of the battles?
Is it acceptable to the races whose survival depends on your victory? What is the guarantee that you would not favor one race over the other once you enter the Underworld Palace?" Luke darkly added as he predatorily watched the serpentine. He himself could not understand why he was so strongly against the idea of the girl entering the Underworld Palace.
However, since he was against the idea, then he would exercise all his power to make sure that the serpent did not enter the werewolf den.
"So serpentine, you will have to decide between forfeiting the competition or delaying your entrance into the Underworld Palace." He directly declared in finality, laying out the two ultimatums.
"Versailles, you can do whatever you want, I will always support you in all your decisions." Ramose encouragingly looked at Versailles, his gaze warm and gentle.
Versailles violet eyes turned cold and sharp as she listened to the vampire's reasoning. He was different from her first life. Not only in his attitude and conduct but also in appearance. His midnight hair was no longer shiny, but dull.
And his deep dark blue eyes were pale blue as if his lifeforce was being slowly sucked away.
Good. He was no longer that man but just a beast now. A bloodsucking beast who would go to any length to achieve his purpose. A beast with only his own interests in mind.
The bloodsucking beast put everything out in such a reasonable and acceptable manner that there were no faults for her to pick on. For all his analogy over the way of life in the Nar realm, Versailles could not shake off the nagging feeling in her gut that there was more to the man's intentions than he showed.
Especially, since this was the Nar realm.
Here, no race would care or worry about another race to the point of giving an ultimatum to a participant from a different race. Here, no one would care about the feelings of a race chosen over another. And here, one would most definitely not be interested in the survival of another race.
So, the man had another agenda.
Seeing the glint in the werewolf king's eyes as he looked at the vampire, she was certain that he was not only suspicious but highly alert of the man as well.
The same went for the three supreme clans that were already doubtful of the supreme elder of the Bloodsucking clan. His behavior and manner of meddling in the affairs of the six clans and races were way too alarming. From the frowns on their faces and secret glances they exchanged, Versailles found out what she wanted to know.
Unfortunately for him, Versailles was not interested in finding out whatever agenda the man had. Because she had her own plans, and she would see to it that no one and nothing got in the way of her plans.