All Chapters of The Dragon King's Chosen Bride: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

Belladonna was right, Dogori had led them to his lair. There were bottles everywhere, skulls hanging from the ceiling, bones left and right, and an unpleasant smell in the air; maybe it was from the big pot on the fire in a corner of the room. There were lit candles hung on the wall, providing light to the room. In the midst of it all and fastening the chain around five people seated on the floor was Jyris. He raised his head when he saw them coming and when he saw her, he heaved a visible sigh of relief and flashed her a smile.The Rebellion in the Castle was certainly the emergency they had yesterday afternoon. They had definitely talked about it. Once again, Belladonna felt the feeling buzz in her veins. She had been so close to being discovered. “The Five Houses are against me, even my own.” The White King’s gaze zeroed on his wife who stared back at him with rage, her words a muffled noise against the piece of cloth that had been stuffed into her mouth, just like the rest of

It took the first rickety step before crashing into pieces beneath her and withering away. She had almost made it to the bed. Belladonna attempted to crawl her way forward but she was too tired and starting to feel really dizzy. Too many things had happened that night and it seemed that the magic she had just performed had further drained life out of her.Everything was moving too fast in her life. Also she had noticed that she didn't need to chanel to Xinora anymore. What she had just done was the same thing she would usually do with the creation of the shadow warriors. She had tried to give life to something before but it hadn't worked. But this time, it did even though that wasn't what she had planned at all. Dogori using her to summon that undead army might have something to do with it. Although, it clearly didn't last as long. The Death Gem was still needed. Belladonna wondered if it only worked on wooden structures. But those were how far her thoughts could get before she

There was silence.“What do you want?” “I do not know.”Belladonna frowned. “Is that an answer to both questions?” “Indeed.”Well, that didn't make any sense. “Why did you take me?”He turned to her now and something about that made her halt in her action of trying to get her blood dagger.“Because you did not die. I touched you and you did not die.”There was silence for only a moment; that was all Belladonna could spare herself to think. Time, after all, wasn't on her side. *You need help. My help.”He said nothing and that only infuriated her. She couldn't see his facial expression, not with him retaining the image of an undead warrior. If he was still in the image of Jyris, at least she would be able to figure out some of his thoughts. “I can help you,” she said again, more urgently this time. “I can take you to someone who can help you. I know a good wizard and a powerful friend. But if we are to get there in time, then you must cut me loose and follow my lead.”Why was he

Her hand trembled slightly and tears welled up in her eyes as she let out a breathy gasp.His hand met hers and he pulled the necklace away from her grip, turning it over in his hand. Then he looked back at her in confusion. “Why are you crying?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. “What do you see?” It was all too much, she didn’t know where to begin. Words moved past her lips faster than she could think.“My name is on your necklace. I gave it to you, remember? Back in Inaymi. Then you gave me the ring—”He stared back at her blankly like the words she was saying weren’t making sense to him. As if to confirm her fears, he said with a hint of panic in his voice, “your words make no sense to me. They sound incomprehensible.”He knew then, he knew that her words were important and like the Fates had told him, they weren’t making sense to him.Belladonna sprung into action. Of course words wouldn't work. It would be too easy.Her heart was racing wildly as she picked up a stick

When Belladonna woke up, the face she saw hovering over hers was the one she wanted, but it was gone soon enough and all she could see was an undead warrior.She smiled still. Smiled because he came back, smiled because she knew it was him.He apologized for leaving, he appeared extremely worried to have met her in the state which he did. He had wrapped her hand with a piece of his cloak and that must certainly have an effect on him, she knew. She wasn’t angry; anger wasn’t even close to anything she felt at the moment. It was an odd serenity.Too peaceful.He wanted her to take him to her friends and she nodded.Alaris. She must see him.“Your hair glows slightly and one of your eyes has dimmed into silver, are you alright?”“It must be the magic.“ Her hand was still hurting, she hadn’t healed yet. She frowned, looking around. This wasn’t where she had passed out. It was still the forest certainly but this place was different. “Where was this place?” worry took over her voice the ne