Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 293

Chapter 293: ’Eligible To Be—’

Heinz looked at Florian with that infuriatingly familiar expression—the same one he always wore when Florian was confused or frustrated.

Amusement.

That goddamn amused face of Heinz Obsidian, the one that made Florian want to throw something at him every time he saw it.

Heinz didn’t break eye contact as he began speaking again. "It is no secret that I was not particularly fond of Florian during his first month here. And, of course, we all remember how... difficult he could be."

’Where the hell is he going with this?’ Florian thought, jaw tightening. Not even the gentle croaks from Azure perched on his shoulder could pull his attention away from Heinz. The man was staring at him as if issuing a challenge.

But a challenge for what? This wasn’t some test of wills—it felt one-sided. It felt like an ambush.

Heinz’s sharp gaze didn’t soften, not really. It merely...shifted. Like he was reining himself in. Containing the full brunt of his amusement so it wouldn’t spill over too obviously.

’He’s holding back. Why? To draw this out? To humiliate me slowly?’

"Florian has changed," Heinz said at last. "Changed for the better. He’s shown sincere repentance for his past behavior—enough that he’s willing to remain in the harem, not out of obligation, but for the sake of peace. And even assist me in matters of governance. Matters like...choosing a wife."

"What does that—"

The silence broke as Camilla began to speak, but Heinz didn’t even glance her way.

"I am still speaking," he said curtly.

Camilla flinched and bowed her head in silence.

’I don’t even like her that much, but... damn. Poor Camilla.’ Florian bit the inside of his cheek, resisting the very real urge to blurt out, "Just say what you want already, Heinz!"

"And now," Heinz continued smoothly, "he is helping me help the villages. His insight has been surprisingly valuable." He paused. "Not only that—but Florian also managed to accomplish something that many of us believed impossible."

Florian blinked. ’The impossible?’

Without another word, Heinz raised a hand, and Azure, without hesitation, flew from Florian’s shoulder to land gracefully on Heinz’s arm.

Several of the princesses gasped at the sight.

"I’m sure some of you remember seeing him during visits to your kingdoms. Although, he was much larger then," Heinz said, raising his arm slightly to display the small dragon. "This is Azure. And..."

Before Heinz could even finish, Azure leapt from his arm and shot toward the princesses, his wings fluttering with mischief.

Florian’s eyes widened. "Wait—"

The princesses shrieked.

"W-What!" Bridget gasped, stumbling back as Azure zipped past her.

The little dragon growled playfully, tail whipping as he darted toward the group of royals. Lucius made a move, but hesitated, while Delilah looked torn between fleeing and intervening.

Scarlett screamed as Azure tugged on the edge of her gown with his claws. "W-What is—ah!"

"Your Majesty!"

Florian stared at Heinz in disbelief. The king wasn’t moving. He was watching everything with the same amused expression, unmoved by the chaos his dragon was causing.

’Why the fuck isn’t he doing anything?!’

He’d had enough.

"Fuck," Florian muttered under his breath, stepping forward. "Azure, stop!"

The effect was immediate.

Azure froze midair.

Then, with a puppy-like eagerness, he turned to Florian, tongue out and tail wagging as he zipped back to his master. He landed softly on Florian’s shoulder with a happy chirp, nuzzling against his cheek.

Florian exhaled sharply, his frustration barely contained. "Why are you happy? What you did was mean. That wasn’t nice."

He forgot for a moment where he was—the throne room, surrounded by princesses and royalty. He was too focused on the little dragon staring at him with wide, glistening eyes.

Azure whimpered, visibly wilting under the rare scolding.

"Never do that again, okay?" Florian said, voice softer now. "That’s not nice."

Azure gave a sad little croak, then nodded in understanding.

A slow clap echoed through the room. Heinz.

"A demonstration of my point," he said, tone calm.

Florian turned sharply toward him, irritation flaring. "What?"

Heinz tilted his head, his voice light but deliberate. "Florian can command Azure. Or rather, Azure listens to him. Obeys him. That alone is very interesting."

’Is no one going to say anything about how he launched Azure at the princesses like a flying terror? What the fuck?’ Florian thought, the pulse in his neck ticking visibly.

This wasn’t just some diplomatic moment.

But not just amusement. No, it was something colder beneath it. Sharper. Calculated. Like a predator indulging itself by watching its prey squirm before the kill.

Florian’s heart skipped. His spine straightened without his permission. ’Oh no.’

’What is he doing?’ Florian thought, eyes wide. ’Why is he saying this in front of everyone? Is this a setup? A trap? Or... something worse?’

’Please stop,’ Florian begged internally, every word scraping against the raw skin of his pride. ’Just stop talking. Just move on. This is too much...’