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 MoreShe stared at her quzically, almost like she could see her. Although Belladonna was sure she couldn't. She had been in this nightmare long enough to know that the Bride Thief was making a deliberare effort to make this illusion different in order to fool her into believing what she had just witnessed was some form of past.As if.He wouldn't let such a thing as an illusion seeing her, slip pass him. That would make his whole efforts go to waste. Besides, he was the one controlling them. "Who are you?"Belladonna looked behind her, the door was only a few steps away from where she was standing and she wondered who had come in.But where she had expected to see a figure, there was an empty space. The door didn't even seem like one that had been touched.When she turned back again, the fake Kestra was still staring at her, now with anger in her eyes.Like she could see-- oh goodness, she could see her!"Bride Thief?" She whispered. "What is going on?""I-- it's a minor issue.""What?""
Belladonna felt beyound stressed. Any slight movement and her headache worsened. She was tired of begging the Bride Thief that she had seen enough and understood what he was trying to get at, even if up till now, she didn't understand a thing about why he had brought her her.What worried her even more was that she believed that by now, she must have slept for too long, too long that people might already think she was dead. Different imaginations about what might be happening right now crossed her mind as she tried to push them away, none was pleasant.Her eyes were blurry as she watched the sight in front of her. Overtime, with the many illusions that the Bride Thief had shown her, the white figure had grown bigger and taller. He was now, in fact, the King of a Kingdom, and for some reasons that she couldn't remember, he wanted to take a Queen but couldn't. When the Bride Thief was talking about it, they had all sounded like absolute garbage to her compared to her need to get out
"She gives me the attitide." Colin's curt voice cut through the heavy silence, as he handed Raquel another empty basket. She knew this was going to happen but she had been avoiding it for days. His eyes seem to be heavy with the unspoken words that visibly weighed down his heart. Her usually composed husband seem to lack a little bit of composure in his demeanour when he had taken lifted the basket off the ground and taken them downstairs yesterday. Old age? No. He wasn't that old yet. The action or perhaps, omission, as it would be more fitting here, had been something so slight.Too slight that anyone that had not been married to him for more than ten years would not notice."What?""The Bride." He said with the same sharpness and leveled tone that he had called her Mistress and the ones before her. Colin had, a long time ago, done what she couldn't. He had mastered the act of detachment. She knew she should too, that she should be strong for her husband, that she should mind he
Almost as soon as they were gone, the white figure was running back, heading straight for her. This time around, Belladonna wasn't concerned about been seen or trampled upon in a way that would bring her pain.The figure passed through her like she was air, picking up the heart that had fallen to the floor. After that, the sky only darkened even more and the figure stilled from what seemed like shock."Brave one. You've killed the Black Stallion. What do you wish for in return for your peculiar bravery?" The voice was like thunder and it made Belladonna shiver. It sounded farmilar too and the next question the Bride Thief asked her explained why."Can you see me?"She shook her head."Of course. Another form."He said and the empty space in front of the figure, just like it had happened before, became a humanoid figure. Only that this one was taller and black, with golden line tracing it out. It felt so weird to watch but she allowed her gaze to linger, trying to make the height of
A boy was now by the tree, on that she could actually see, and he was staring at the unnaturally hovering heart with horror in his eyes. "Have you lost your mind, Lex? You have killed Father's stallion.""Heart collection." Came a childlike excited voice. "I want a heart collection!""Look at that, the maddening pride in his eyes." The Bride Thief's voice floated to her ears. "Don't you think it's lovely?"Feigning interest, Belladonna stared ahead before she leaned backwards with a huff of defeat. "The child is invisible."Never had she felt so much like an hostage, not even when she had been brought to the Castle as a chosen Potential Bride. "Oh." He said with a slight sound of disappointment."I didn't know he would be affected too. Must be because of the bond, I'll give him a form."Around the heart that had been unnaturally moving in the air, a hand slowly formed, then the whole figure. Holding the heart was a white figure that almost look like a piece of incomplete art. It ha
She felt a force over her, compelling her, with difficulty she fell to her knees, her eyes rolled up, leaving white in it's wake. The last thing she heard was a painful grunt, last thing she felt was the necklace burning against her chest, like it would melt away the flesh around it then carve itself into the bone beneath.When next she pried her eyes open, it wasn't to the darkness of the night by the beach neither was it to the Moon that had been glowing above her some moments ago. Instead, it was to the sunlight that peaked through the leaves of the trees above her and she had to shield her eyes to protect them from the penetrative rays of the yellow sun above.She couldn't possibly be in another illusion, he knew how that had ended last time. It hadn't been pretty, for him. So whatever she was seeing right now, she was sure she had just hit her head, that was all. Soon enough, she would wake up and it would be like this never happened.Belladonna took in a shaky breath, and subcon
Her hand stilled on her night robe, and she suppressed a smile that almost took over her face.A name.Eli had said anything would do and something about how the Bride Thief had said that, made her believe that he was telling the truth. Maybe this dream wasn't so useless after all."There must be some explanation behind this." His voice cut her out of train of thoughts, but he obviously wasn't talking to her, as the highest the tone of his voice went was something that she could barely hear. "It must be this realm. The human's mind is feeble. That must be the problem. Not me."She folded her arms across her before raising up a hand to her face and repeatedly clicking a finger against her lower lip."Can you describe how you look like." The clicking stopped, her finger resting there for a moment while she hummed, then folded her arms across her again. "I'm fighting the urge to imagine you as a broomstick.""A broomstick?!" He sounded horrified. "What nonsense. Look, human.""I would l
"How dare you?! You are such a liar.""And you've been nothing but a saint. Do you really think me stupid, that I will take off my necklace and have you do with me as you please." She folded her arms across her, standing straight."I am going through pain.""And that is exactly what I want. To punish you for everything you have done. You violated me, disrupted my thinking with your powers.""They were not even real. None of it. It was all an illusion." Then a slight pause. "Why would I even want to touch you. You are all undesirable humans!"Belladonna scoffed, her breath a little shaky with relief."I'm no use to you like this. Take off that stupid thing.""Lies! You are bound to your words by a bloodoath. Now shed your skin."A defeated sigh. "Fine."Everywhere went oddly quiet. The wave, still. The breeze, silent. The cold, slipping away. The only thing that seem to moved was the sand around the Bride Thief, moving up a grain after another, that glowed hot red like sparks of flame
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