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The Sacrifice Who Was Bound To Be The Evil Dragon's Bride

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 606    |    Released on: 03/08/2026

fe could even touch Adrian's

even tur

felt humiliate

en he was completely off guard

n spun around and slamm

that magic circle and saved your life, and you're already trying to stab me in the ba

s, I felt disbel

killed all those girls and carved their names into those candles. You couldn't even leave them alone after the

d my teeth and stared fixedly at him. "No matter how many times you save me, I will still want t

ce full of mockery. "With those hand

nds, trying to break free. "If I can't kill you today, I'll come back tomorrow. I'll keep

s name, his eyes suddenl

s grip around my wrists and pinned them bac

m between my gritted teeth. "Sarah was my older sist

enly loosen

domen and bending down to grab the dagger from the gr

wisted my arm behind me, and t

wall. He just grabbed my shoulders and forc

I wanted to keep going, but

ined too much of my strength. My hand

s gave out completely. I pitched for

nd caught me, pullin

away, but I found I had no strength left in my arm

row furrowing deeply. "You can't even stand

softer and softer, yet I grew more and more resolute.

ment, then suddenly laughe

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The Sacrifice Who Was Bound To Be The Evil Dragon's Bride
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“They said the evil dragon who lived in Dragon Castle, who could change into human form, was ferocious. Every year, not a single woman who was sent to him to be his bride as a sacrifice ever came back alive. This year, it was me, Evelyn Wills, to be the sacrificial bride. Everyone was certain I would die. The gates of Dragon Castle slowly opened. The man on the throne, Adrian Powell, the evil dragon himself, raised his golden dragon eyes and looked at me coldly. The suffocating pressure crashed down on me; The color drained from my face, and I had to fight the urge to run. He lowered his eyes and let out a cold sneer. "Nothing special about the sacrifice this year." But the moment he turned to leave, the look of fear on my face vanished. I pulled out my dagger and drove it straight toward his heart. I had willingly taken the place of my adoptive sister, Lydia Wills, to be his bride just for this very moment!”