บททั้งหมดของ The Dragon King's Chosen Bride: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

"Let me take care of this, Your Majesty." Kestra's voice snapped him right out of his train of thoughts."I will try and find out the aura she had last been in contact with and we can trace it. Hopefully, it will give us answers."Eli sighed."If you had reported this to me immediately, this would not have happened."He just couldn't figure out why she hadn't come to him with the report. This had nothing to do with just a simple dress, this was his his castle, his Kingdom even, if something was going wrong, he had the right to know and fix it immediately. "I am sorry, your Majesty.""Your apology would do nothing to make proper amends to what your lack of proper calculatuon and dispense of duty has cost us." He finally turned to her now and the rage in his eyes made her fix her gaze to the dungeon floor. The putrid smell around them made it to her nostrils, the smell of the blood in the nearest cell finding it's way into her lungs. This wasn't the kind of death she liked. "Look a

It was still a surprise to Mayti, everything that had happened tonight. How she had gone from being in the dinning hall with Kuftan by her side, to the dungeon and now free in the carriage to go back home. By Ignas, it was a wonder, but still she couldn't stop the slight shakiness of her body, as it remained tensed to any possible danger that might be lurking around. She wasn't out of the woods yet.She knew. Someone knocked on her carriage window and she jumped in her skin, startled beyond doubt, before she reached for it, hesitating even as she did that, till she couldn't stop herself anymore and just finally lifted the carriage's window. It was the face she had been expecting. Basti. The Village Head of Inaymi's most trusted warrior. He was at his master beck and call, serving him like a loyal dog. That had been what Mayti used to be to Kuftan until tonight. The built, bald man, smiled at her, revealing his gap teeth under the dim moonlight. He looked young enough to be t

The heavy gates of the underground dungeon swung open, the voice of a man as he yelled for his life echoed in the silence, the sound of boots against thundering against the ground accompaning it. "Your Majesty! Please, don't do this. I will change. I will no longer have my revenge! I am wrong, I accept!" His plea fell on deaf ears, as he cried more and more yet got dragged into the dark place that promised him nothing but more misery than he could ever fathom. This place of doom smelt of roasted flesh, and the air felt still with lifelessness. If death had a certain aura, a certain presence, it would be this one. "I shouldn't have killed my own bastard! He is like a son to me. How dare I take his life for something he had no control over. Let me serve you your Majesty, or let me rot in your dungeon. Anything but this." The dragging continued and he tried harder this time. "I will no longer kill my daughter. It doesn't matter how her father is!" When it seemed like his confession o

"I mean he saved your life."Belladonna frowned at the sudden emphasis.Why was she trying to get her to go to that room so bad?"You must want to see him, I know he is unconscious at the moment but still, the man that saved your life...""My deepest and greatest gratitude. Please, express them to him when he wakes up." Belladonna cut her off, already fed up of her rambling and to think that back in that past, she always tried to make time for it. Even had sleepless nights listening to her talk on and on about things that didn't matter so much. Not tonight. She was far too stressed about everything going on and she would be a fool to allow more stress into her night with this conversation.Aniya frowned. This was not the Belladonna she knew. What happened to her?"So you do not---""Yes, I don't want to see him. I am already doing the best I can, ain't her? Taking care of your child while you take care of him." She paused, patting the baby on his back as she watched the smile on An

"The General is right outside this door. We can start right now and have him drag you to the dungeon or have him execute you. Save you from the troubles of seeing your unwanted 'product' ascend the throne." She paused and added with a bitter smile, watching how Isa's eyes went cold the more she spoke. "Rescue you from bowing to her. I wouldn't want you to hurt your back with all that stressful process, mother."Isa lost it right there. "I should have killed you the moment I gave birth to you! I should have strangled that tiny little neck of yours, I should have pressed a pillow over your head and seized the breath from that small nose, I should have stuffed the life right out of you a long time ago.""You could have!" No matter how many times she had already been told that she was unwanted by her mother, hearing it again always hurt. "You could have done all that so why didn't you?!" All the pity Belladonna would usually have towards her mother for the traumatic thing she had to ex