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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 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
505 Chs

103 - Too Many Drops

[LYCAN'S REALM]

Indeed Ikrus stayed in the adjoining room - one which he called his study, and Aniya stayed in the room.

She had her bath and slipped into a nightdress as she counted down the minute her son would be returned to her. She also had the time to think about what their moment in the garden meant, and finally, she came to a conclusion.

That moment wasn't going to last forever, something would happen to ruin it, just like his Priest friend had done with this. She couldn't rely on him, she had to continue with her previous plan for the sake of her son and so that she could live.

Three drops.

What would one drop do?

So she found her way into his study with a knock. He was standing by the wall, staring at the weapons hung on the brick surface, a goblet in his hand, the small golden gem above providing just enough light to the room.