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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it? *** Note - This novel contains mature content. - Cover isn't mine. Full credit to the artist. Should they require that I take it down, I will. __ Want to give me more inspiration? Weekly Goals. 15 golden tickets - 1 bonus chapter. 200 power stones - 1 bonus chapter. ((Please help me meet them, thank you!)) Please check out my other books. 1. Stealing The Alphas' Soul (In a competition, please support). 2. Mated To The King Of Darkness 3. Dangerously Yours Till Eternity. Also, please check out "MOANSTERS // Reverse Harem" if you are interested in Reverse Harem stories. Thank you!

Phinix · Fantasy
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Chapter 112 - Dress Of Flames

Belladonna paced around the room, her gaze darting to the door once again. The semestress was supposed to be back, in fact, she was supposed to be back about thirty minutes ago. Lady Kestra had started styling her hair while they were waiting for her and now she was done and still, the semestress was not yet back.

"Relax, I am sure everything is fine. Maybe she is just adding some finishing touch to make the dress more glamorous." Lady Kestra offered her a smile as she lead her back to the dressing chair and made her sit, so that she could take a look at the finalized hairstyle.

The low bun was beautiful, with a curly braid at either sides of her head, as they rested on her ears.

Belladonna smiled in appreciation but her worry didn't allow her fully have time to appreciate the beauty Lady Kestra had made her into.

"We should send someone to get her." Belladonna rose up to her feet, pacing once again. "The ceremony has started already."