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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 · Fantasia
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Chapter 22 - Take Me To DreamLand

"Who are you?"

"I already told you. I'm whoseover you want me to be. That one person you really desire to see."

She started thinking about everything.

Who was that one person she really wanted to see, that one person that it had been so long since she had laid her eyes on them, causing her to miss them so much that she now dreamt of them.

Also why was he hiding his face from her?

Could this strange man of her dreams be the King?

"Are you his Majesty?" She croaked.

Then she heard him chuckle darkly.

It was clear, like as if she was hearing it for the first time.

How had she not noticed this before?

That was exactly how the King sounded.

His chuckling, it was exactly the same.

"That is a first."

"So you are him?"

"I am who you say I am."

She tried to turn around again but his firm voice stopped her.

"No! Have you forgotten the last time this happened? Have you forgotten what happened?"