The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

rself in her silvery voice, her blue eyes on the

dust, making the letters

n blew the dust off the book

d the name of the author to hers

because the author actually en

one of the seven villages that made up the mighty Kingd

Choosing Ritual, as the rules had demanded, and

she had writ

she had been. But then she got chosen at 25, and people threw the books out their wind

ght she would be the last bride but no! Something unknown had gone awfully wro

the smallest and seventh village in Ign

put the book back in its place. She g

through some, reading their titles and seeing

remember. Each year, every lady between the ages of 18 and 27 who

tential Brides; they would leave with him to the castl

days in the castle, while the one who had been chosen as the

id he fed them to his dragon. Many people came up wi

e,

those brides or why the Choosing Ritual existed, to be

fought against him, no matter how slightly,

d that the Dragon

not, no

suspected that he hid it away because it was

held the

sun was no longer brightly peeping through the window, b

that she could even hear th

getting tired from all the searching,

ded to rest bu

e Choosing Ritual wou

with their families but they couldn't. The Dragon King's guards would hunt them down and dr

absolutely exhausted. She heard the lo

ating regularly, but how could she e

ys, she would no longer be qualified to be presen

h

would be get

mach fluttered with butterflie

ti

man in Inaymi and th

stand

ould ever want in a man. He was also the first son of t

, she wondered why

respect and love for him. So much respect and

se of anything she did but just because of how she would think.

ent through shelves and shelves of the library in her long blue tent gown. She was slim, cu

io said, he love

ad nothing to

erself, though; she was here sla

ed. She was obviously qualified for the Choosing Ritual and t

preparations had also been doing that, it was mostly her worry for her

ster out of the wretched Possible Potential's list

rnestly that her sister woul

a book that could, perhaps, help Aniya. Sa

She got to the door quickly, t

e of the librarian stopped her from p

, who was sitting at his table, a la

ow." Her voice was gentle and

er weird at all. In fact, the only people who thought her we

l wante

rested on the bridge of his straight, long nose. Th

search the reg

cused on h

y. Thank you so much

to you to

Belladonna

*

s and the big beautiful moon

illed the air. The lit lanterns placed on the tables and hung on stalls, the market women and men as they go about

d her way through the crowd, t

sing Ritual was, the more tense the villagers became. Right now, maj

ple on her way here, there was

morrow. Hers and Lytio's family were so prepared,

, she g

he door but she

that her family

door, and it sl

arted hammer

articular about having th

round quickly to see yellow light seepi

he hea

led

e got, the lo

s of a man and the high-

iy

e in d

listened carefully and then reali

ut a

n't process wh

gu

shed the door open quick

moans of these two naked people rough