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

But he continued walking, and no one was stopping him. At that side of the room, the servants were all too busy with one thing or the other. 


It would arouse curiosity or maybe even suspicion if she went to the other side to stop Alaris, but even the consequences of that would be so much better than what Alaris was about to do. 


Her feet moved quicker than she had anticipated for them to and soon enough she was stumbling into Alaris who seemed to snap quickly out of his daze for revenge at that. 


But the water is the bowl splashed on one of the men seated around the table; it wasn't the White King. So maybe that was good. 


She fell on her knees quickly, trying to beg her way out of this. 


The very thing they didn't want was now upon them. 


“How dare you, Filth?!” A hand swept swiftly across her face and this time it took biting down her tongue not to return the favour. 


Chapter 16 - The Man With The Black Mask