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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

(COMPLETED) 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. Please check out my other books. 1. The Alphas' Chaos, The King's Forbidden 2. Mated To The King Of Darkness (COMPLETED) 3. Dangerously Yours Till Eternity. Also, please check out "MOANSTERS // Reverse Harem" if you are interested in Reverse Harem stories. Thank you!

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Chapter 7 - Aftermath Of The Pull

The news of what Alaris had told the people spread to different villages, as expected, and the trials for the witches had started.

In Inaymi, many of the witches had been declared innocent and Head Lytio was already running out of the allocated funds for their compensation for their time unjustly spent in the dungeon. So he wrote to the Capital for the stand-in King to intervene.

The witches seemed to be happy though, they called the King's Right-hand woman the soul witch and they celebrated her death.

The sun took its place in the sky and the moon, glowing white, when it was its time.

Everything had returned to normal, except for what happened in the dungeon some days ago.

It was strange.

The guards said they heard the voice of someone singing, a woman, but when they got there, it was eerily silent.

Blood was everywhere and the witch in the dungeon looked like she had exploded.