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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 50 - Beyond Color Red

"Please come I--"

The door flung open and Raquel rushed in, her voice almost inaudible with heavy breathing.

"My Lady, I brought you this really--," Belladonna turned to her at that time and Raquel stopped abruptly, " you are dressed." She stated flatly.

Belladonna nodded with a smile, twirling around, giving her a full view of her long sleeves, V-neck and flare ankle-lenght gown.

She didn't even know why she had done that but she was feeling a little giddy tonight. What was wrong with her?

"A blue gown?" She asked, her face scrunched up, her voice flat, absolutely questioning and low with confusion.

That was when Belladonna observed the gown she had in her hand that was still hanging in the air.

She flinched internally seeing that, despite how beautiful the gown was, it was the usual color Raquel always suggested once again.

Red.

By Ignas, no! Not again.

"Yes, it matches with my eyes."

"Oh, my Lady."