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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 22 - Meet The Family

It took a while for Arlo to stop crying but he finally did.

The dinner was fun and the Luna turned out to be more fun than Aniya had expected.

So this was where the Princess got her warm personality.

The Luna asked her about her home and Aniya was more than willing to share lovely details about Ignas to them– to her. She was hoping that she would be able to sex how much she loved her home, take pity on her and send her back.

She told her about their beautiful festivals, the family she had there and how she missed home.

“Arlo misses home too,” she said as she ran her hands through his golden curly hair. “It would be so much better for us to be there instead. My best friend is like his second Mother. I’m certain that they are both losing their minds without each other, he just doesn't know how to communicate yet.” She pulled up her son. “You miss Ma Zesika, don't you?”

He babbled something back and she turned back to them.