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 MoreBoots pounded above while below, Aniya's heart was pounding in her chest. The search had been quick but to Aniya it felt like it had gone on forever. It felt like she could hear every movement they made, everything they disassembled to conduct the search, every single thing they took out of place. Her mind replayed all the times she had returned home with blood on her dress and how she had neatly disposed of them as if she had known this moment would come. However, for the times she had just woken up and met herself in clean clothes, she was scared. Had she neatly disposed of the evidence of those times too or had the thing that usually possessed her carried out a messy clean? For this, Aniya was afraid. "The monster has been here?" Zesika said once again, looking around absolutely worried. "You need to leave this house once they are over. Come and stay in the guest quarters in my house. You cannot stay here. What if the monster comes back?"Aniya appreciated Zesika's worry and
Aniya woke up in her bed. Her heart raced with fear the moment she remembered what had happened yesterday, she had lost control to "it". She jumped to her feet, as her body trembled, and found a mirror searching for any sign of the blood of another. She found none and that made her scared even more. In fact, she realized that the dress she was wearing was different from the one she was in when her Sister Bell had paid her a visit.Now, that was a cause for more panic. She did notice that she had a cut around the base of her neck though, down to her chest. That seemed to not be healing and it hurt terribly, but that wasn't what she was worried about right now.She needed to find out if she had attacked her sister last night; needed to know if she was still alive. Quickly, she grabbed a black scarf and tied it around her neck then she put on her veil, before rushing to the Village Head's house. She decided to take "everyone's road" because it would lead her to Lytio's house faste
Her hands trembled by her sides, and she slipped to the floor, crying as her body shuddered with tears. She didn't know how long she had been crying but when she was done, Zesika and her son were gone, believing that the rain had caught up with her in the market. It was still raining. By Ignas, what an attitude.Quickly, she stood up and cleaned the room. Took a bath and pretended that this had never happened. She decided not to step out of her house that day so that whatever was triggering the thing in her would not come in contact with her again. That dog. That person. Until she could figure things out, she wouldn't leave this place. She didn't want to bring harm to anyone.Her plan would have gone alright, but then, once again, there was a knock on her door. She froze, hoping whosoever it was would go away. "Aniya, are you home?"Her eyes went wide beneath her veil, because she knew that voice. Belladonna?!Oh no.If this had been any other time but now, she would have b
Trigger Warning - Violence, blood. It might get a little murderous, please read with caution. ______Her heart raced with fear, but she refused to run this time, instead, she tried to search for this person who was terrorizing her.The low chiming of a bell could be heard and just like that, the dog ran towards her. Stupid Aniya!This dog would rip her into pieces because of her stupidity. But the dog didn't do that, instead, it ran past her, and like the most stupid person in Ignas, she chased it. Chased it!Why?Well, because she knew where it would be headed or rather, who it would go to. Today, she would discover the owner of this beast. Today, she would silence the one terrorizing her with the knowledge of her secret. The cloud darkened with heavy rain and within the shadows of the trees, she disappeared.The weight of her sacks became a burden, an obstacle in her chase, yet she pushed through the struggle (they were worth too much for her to just throw away), chasing the
It had been three days since Belladonna had arrived in Inaymi, three days since Aniya had tried to help her sister and fix their failing relationship, three straight days of complete rejection. Belladonna was very busy, she was always visiting the homes of the past brides and fulfilling their quests. It was an ironic thing for Aniya to watch, considering that her sister was a bride herself. She seemed so tired too.There were bags beneath her eyes, and Aniya noticed no matter how hard she tried to hide them with a smile. She wished she could help, do something and for once feel useful towards her, but Belladonna obviously didn't trust her with anything. Could she blame her though?No. If she were in her shoes, she would do the same. She wouldn't trust her, not after every scheme she and her mother had pulled to take her to where she was today. She would trust no one. But her sister cared, her coldness couldn't hide it.Aniya was sure that in a way, she was the reason she was st
The red watery sky above gave no light, but the blue flames on his head, partly covered by his hood, were enough for him. The silence that surrounded them found a way to convey messages of the chaos that had once happened in full force here some hours ago. The war had happened, and there had been no winner. Death had left in anger - surely he would return, and The Mother's thirst for revenge against her son grew hotter. Thanatou was forced into hiding, a whole Thanatou, King of his whole Realm. A pathetic sight. If he had his Bride by his side, this would never have happened. His power would never have been challenged and put to shame in such a way. If only that ritual had been conducted, everything would have been perfect for him and his realm. He needed his Bride. He needed her now. But there was no way he could leave his Realm and go to the Realm of the Mortals, he had no more messengers to send either, he was completely helpless. Except, that he wasn't. He had hope. On
"Good evening, sir. It is I, Aniya. Do you remember me?"Aniya. That was his Donna's sister. Of course, he remembered her and all the things she had done to his Donna. How would he ever forget?Why did she have a veil on though?Was this a result of the fire that her father had caused?"It is so good to finally see you, sir. You are nothing like I expected." She stated and Eli frowned.Of course, she could now see his face just as many people could. "What do you want?""I need your help." She looked around. Aniya's movement wasn't difficult for Eli to assess, he had once been the person with a concealing object over his face. "May I come in?"He stood rigidly at the door. "Whatever it is, speak your mind here, I will listen and tell you if I can render my help."It was obvious that just like her sister, he didn't trust her but she couldn't blame them. Besides, this would change very soon.Aniya was quick to reveal her need to seek and acquire the forgiveness of her sister, laying
"How was your journey? I hope the road favoured you. What would you like to eat? Drink? Should I prepare you a fresh bath? Oh, dear sister, tell me of your distress and what you need for ease. Tell me everything!"Aniya was too happy to see her, at least that was what it had looked like --sounded like. She wouldn't take her veil off no matter what, and that confirmed Belladonna's suspicion that the fire had left her little sister scarred. Aniya's beauty was something she had always treasured, losing it must be painful. Belladonna couldn't bring herself to imagine the pain and strain it must have caused her both physically and mentally. There was no way Aniya would be so welcoming towards her with everything that had happened to her, this had to be a front!"You should come home to rest tonight. I have prepared you a place to sleep. Where are your sacks? Let me help you." Aniya said, looking around the room in search of the sacks, while she quickly said words of greeting to Zesika
The scythe never made it down to Kestra to cause any damage. A quick succession of blades flew straight for Death and with a swift movement, his scythe cut them in half. But the trouble had only just begun. The ground trembled, the red sky above and the boat floating on the river threatened to overturn.Chaos unleashed.An attack!"Give me back my daughter, Mokros!" The voice of an angry and deadly woman thundered around them. That must be The Mother. With a new and more powerful opponent against him, Kestra stood there, her existence a totally forgotten one to Death. In a flash, he grew mightier than he was before, darkness growing with him as he towered over her, more than any being she had ever seen. "WHO DARES TO CHALLENGE ME?!" A deafening voice from the abyss of his hood shook the ground and sky even greater than the first challenging voice, that none on their feet stood still.The boat on the river rocked to the sudden storm that ceased the calm waters. Kestra searched
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