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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 141 - Minor Issues Over Breakfast

A knock came at the door and Eli straightened up.

That only meant one thing. His messenger had returned. After all, his messenger was the only one that knew for certain that he was here. This room was after all not his study but a random room he had chosen to hide away from his Donna till he had achieved his aim.

He knew that if he spoke to her, he would somehow reveal his plan and she would beg him to do otherwise. She wouldn't understand why he needed to be punished, what setting him free would encourage the others to do.

She would maneuver her sympathy into a good speech and he would have no choice but to agree or argue with her when she was done.

It would have made all these a lot more difficult.

It was hard to refuse her.

The door creaked a little as it pushed open.

"Your Majesty." A voice greeted him and he didn't bother to look up, instead he acknowledged him by pointing to the empty space, on the desk, he was seated behind.