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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 35 - A Stealer of Brides?

The dungeon was scary before, now it was scarier.

It seemed like the King had grown larger and he was towering over her.

She sank into herself, shaking slightly.

She had never seen the King like this before and if she had, she couldn't remember.

Why was it that there were a lot of things that she couldn't remember?

Could it be the fear that was pumping quickly through her veins?

"Your M-majesty?" she stuttered.

"You should have told me the moment you started having those dreams!"

Her foot moved slowly against the stony floor, taking an unnoticeable step backward.

"I--I--- didn't know," she cried, tears in her eyes.

Was it from fear or from the fact that she sensed that she must have done something wrong?

She really didn't know.

There were a lot of things she didn't know right now.

All the certainty she had in her theory and how sure she had been about everything a while ago, seem to have immediately vanished from her.