Chapter 7 - A Little Strange?

It was all a blur, right from the moment when she realized that she had failed herself and allowed herself to be chosen.

All while the seven Potential Brides were led into the long carriage that had come to take them, while the carriage journeyed into the night, through the forest, down to the castle, while the ladies sat side by side, their hands curled up in-between their thighs, their eyes fixed to the carriage's floor under the strict gaze of the woman who had chosen them, until they finally got to the castle and stepped out of the carriage one after the other.

Everything just felt like a huge blur.

Belladonna had expected some dark, desolate castle with distant eerie sound of a forest, in the middle of no where.

She had been wrong.

Very wrong.

The castle was the most beautiful building she had ever seen. There was a huge beautiful water fountain and a long colorful garden along the walkway. The lights illuminated the whole castle, making it look magical in combination with the