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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!

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Chapter 101 - Three Happy Ladies

"Good morning, My Lady!" The tallest of them said, bowing her head lightly while the rest followed suit.

"My Lady."

"My Lady."

Belladonna looked at the three ladies through narrowed eyes, they all seemed like her age mates. The tallest one had brown short wavy hair, equally warm brown eyes and a large, round birthmark that took up most part of her left cheek. Unlike someone that Belladonna couldn't remember at that moment, the lady didn't seem shy of it at all.

Nice.

The other was slightly the same height as Belladonna, she might be a little shorter or taller than she was though. The lady had a clean shaven head that Belladonna might catch her reflection on if she looked long enough, and an uneven set of teeth that seem to be chasing themselves around her mouth, her smile was just as friendly as the first one, her eyes even more stunning with the flecks of gold in it.