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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. 30 golden tickets - 1 bonus chapter. 300 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 193 - Trust Is A Big Word

The fact that she had forgotten the memory for so long did not sit well with her. It didn't seem like something that would have happened naturally.

How many more things had she forgotten?

For how long had this been going on?!

"Are you alright?" Lady Kestra's voice floated to her ears and it was at that moment, she realized that she had been holding her hand in a tight grip, pulling her away from reaching her hair.

She didn't even know when she had done that.

Alright? No, she wasn't alright

She was realizing too many things at once, the pull from the depth of ignorance she had been sucked into was aggressive. The realization and knowledge that came with it, suffocating.

She wasn't alright.