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?
View MoreThese people standing in front of her were people she had known for many years of her life, in fact, there was even an addition.A little boy of about a couple of months in her mother's arm. "When we got the invitation we were surprised." Aniya said, barely able to contain the excitement, that glimmered in those big brown eyes of hers that screamed childlike innocence. Nothing much had really changed about her except that now, she was a mother."I am surprised to see you, mother and father. I didn't know you would come." Also, she wondered where Lytio's patents were. Were they not of more importance when the invitation was concerned? Or was Lytio the Village head now?"Well we wanted to see how things were for you." The words pushed through her mother's teeth, the contempt in her eyes plained for all to see as she accessed her daughter. She was doing well, better than she had thought. Was even pronounced as Future Queen. That waste of a child must be feeling pompous in her skin. She
The music in this ballroom was nothing but turtore to Lytio and the sight on the dance floor only added to his agony. Somehow his gaze always found it way to two things.First was Belladonna, as she glided smoothly on the dance floor, with the Dragon King holding her in his arms. The sight pinched his eyes, it felt like a thousand needles was being poked into his eyeballs continuously, the closer they got to each other. It seemed they were living in their own special place, their surroundings totally forgotten, along with the people in it.For the misery the sight brought to him, his gaze would shift to the wine stand some distance away.It would be foolish to get drunk for how lightweight he was, but for how much he was hurting, torn and weary, he didn't think there was anything more to fool if he wine was to make a fool of him.Hadn't he already lost everything?His electric eyed damsel.There she was alive and well...without him. She should be his, in his arms, dancing with him,
It was hard to keep his eyes off the scales and despite how melodious the music was, the raw talent he could sense in it and the effort he was certain laid behind the beautiful result, Eli could still hear his voice of agony in the background and a voice he didn't want to remember along with it.The scales reminded him. Right now.Right here. Was all that mattered. He reminded himself again, pulling her closer to him, as his hand anchored her waist and they danced to the music.She never kept her eyes off him, at least not for too long. It was wonderful to feel love for someone and be loved in return by that same person. Belladonna made him feel that, he would hold on to this for as long as he could. He would hold on this forever."You should meet with some of the Village Heads, they will take the news back to their people of how wonderful you are."He hummed in response, twirling her in his arms when the music required it, then drawing her close to him the second it was over."So
"Arriving, Belladonna Drayzika, Bride of the Dragon King." Lady Kestra announced and the murmurs of the ballroom went into an immediate silence, the people shocked at their wrong assumption.Impossible. Maybe she wasn't real? Maybe this was all an illusion? Magic? Black magic? That was if it existed although so far, it seemed it did because there was no way the Bride actually survived and the King hadn't plan this as a trap but a real ceremony.Their King was evil, right?Eli sighed in relief. What was that about? Why had she taken so long to speak?He continued walking to the door but stopped immediately, when he caught sight of his Donna step in. His breath gone for as long as he could go without it, while he savour the sight of her stunning mirror, sleeveless, long red dress coupled with equally long, red arm gloves. Her black curly hair was in a high pony tail and that brought his attention to her neck. She had on no fancy necklace, as the one made for her to keep away the Bride
Belladonna curled and uncurled on the floor, scratching her nails against the red rug.Nothing felt comfortable enough to give her even a little ease, despite the fact that she was already naked, the heat didn't leave.The next thing she felt was cold water dripping down her skin as someone dumped a bucket of it on her body.Water should kill fire but it had only worsened the situation. It felt more like fuel instead and her cry of agony was lung wreaking. The scream tore through her body, her face wet with unending tears as she danced around the floor like a salted worm. Wishing with all her heart that the pain would just go away. Kestra was fast to lay her hand on her, chanting a spell as fast as she could, her incomprehensible words stumbling over another till the Bride stayed still and her breathing was once again even. Together, the three ladies lifted her up to the bed.Belladonna sight was blurry and her head felt foggy with dizziness. Her lungs felt so dry that she had an u
Belladonna paced around the room, her gaze darting to the door once again. The semestress was supposed to be back, in fact, she was supposed to be back about thirty minutes ago. Lady Kestra had started styling her hair while they were waiting for her and now she was done and still, the semestress was not yet back."Relax, I am sure everything is fine. Maybe she is just adding some finishing touch to make the dress more glamorous." Lady Kestra offered her a smile as she lead her back to the dressing chair and made her sit, so that she could take a look at the finalized hairstyle.The low bun was beautiful, with a curly braid at either sides of her head, as they rested on her ears.Belladonna smiled in appreciation but her worry didn't allow her fully have time to appreciate the beauty Lady Kestra had made her into. "We should send someone to get her." Belladonna rose up to her feet, pacing once again. "The ceremony has started already.""Good. All eyes will be on you when you arrive."
"How is the dress, my Lady?"Belladonna's smile broadened, remembering the seamstress was still there."It's perfect except but for a few things."The amendment the seamstress had to make was a minor one, but she had still had to take the dress back and bring it later in the evening all fixed and ready to be worn.Once the seamstress left, Lady Kestra spoke up again. "It seems everything is in order." She said, clicking her nails against each other as she looked around. "Good. I shall see you in the evening."Belladonna smiled, too happy to observe if anything was off about Lady Kestra's presence. "Ah, yes." She snapped her fingers, the kind of snap that she always used to dismiss servants anytime she was done with their service, but there was none in the room. "I almost forgot."Almost forgot?Wow!So Lady Kestra was capable of things like that. Forgetting."I would have sworn forgetting wasn't something you were capable of." Belladonna slipped into her gown with ease, but before
A week had passed by really fast. Belladonna had watched how the hallway were decorated, the golden statues moved, the chandeliers cleaned and fixed back. She had observed how Eli had been busy too and despite her wanting a chance to ask him about Lady Kestra's mission and if it had yielded any success, she had tried to be understanding but he had always found time to come to her, giving her reports of his day and how it had gone. During one of these chances, she had asked him about Lady Kestra's journey and his reply had been, "Not much success but she found more elixir for my random pain." Then he had added jokingly, although she didn't find it funny at all. "Seems I shall last till the Red Moon."It wasn't until that night that she remembered about the random attack Eli once had in the garden some time ago. Even as she was reminded of the memory, it still felt a little blur to her. This was starting to be concerning. The way she seemed to be forgetting things. Although, she was
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