What exactly does it mean to be his bride?

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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?

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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

It was so silent and so loud at the same time, it felt deafening to the point that she was nothing but numb. 


She could feel the warm liquid that spilled down the dagger and dripped into her palm. 


Tears welled up in Eli’s eyes and he smiled, as he moved her hand away from the dagger to hold his necklace. 


The hardness of the wooden pendant made her feel something. 


Tears ran down her cheeks and a whisper slipped past her trembling lips. “No.” 


Her heart was racing too fast. She glanced at the dagger and up at him quickly. If she were to pull it, wouldn't that make things worse?! 


“N—no! Eli, stay! Please, don't do this to me!” He tried to speak but he couldn't. Blood dripped from the corners of his lips and from his nose. 


Chapter 94 - A Silent Farewell