The Dragon King's Substitute Bride

Chapter 90

Chapter 89

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Tsunco

Morgan....

She wasn't born of water, but what did I know about her human rebirth?

I heard a young woman scream and turned my attention back to the vision I was getting.

Ari was the girl's name. She looked young in the vision, yet I knew from Tsuneo's memories that she looked no different now, and she wasn't that young in the vision. I got a flicker of irritation that died out as the rest of the vision came to me. Ari sneered cruelly down at a younger woman. Her hand was raised high, and then she struck the girl hard across the face. Anya's s eyes were filled with fear. She scrambled to get away, but Ari grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back, screeching something I didn't care to make out. The vision was brief, but I could see the blood on the wall. The sorrow and the bloodied cloth. I could see Anya, now covered from head to toe, drifting through the castle like a ghost..

It was enough to make my blood boil. My wife would not be happy about that, but the rest of the visions that followed weren't much better. A wave of anger surged through me. Who the hell gave her the right to act like that? There was no way that Hayato knew about Ari's behavior toward the

staff.

It didn't matter. I'd deal with her. I could see her slumped in the darkness of an underground cell, but that wasn't good enough for me.

She'd

pay

in blood soon enough. I grinned. I'd have to do it before Morgan woke up to maximize

the justice to be done.

in this corner was gone. So I continued on the rest of the

It was too much to do all of

your garden

Morgan

my mind a swirling vortex of images and sensations. It was as if I were watching a play, each scene was more haunting and terrible than before. I saw a

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chest seizing from the heat and the lack of air. And then, darkness and swirling clouds. I heard laughter, jumping between the

forward, reaching for whoever it was. My eyes were stinging. Then, I was

Magic flashed through the air, a man

I fought. I charged and slaughtered as many as I could manage, but the enemy was too strong. A volley of arrows launched into

shield. He screamed in protest, but

pain hit me in the chest-my leg, my neck and dragged me back

flying, somewhere and I flailed. I didn't want to see it again. I didn't want to even believe

I could tell from my thin wrists that I had been starved. The bruises meant I had been beaten.

clouds.

I landed in a raging river, small and flailing. I was no more than a child. People stood on the

a rock. Her eyes were a deep black and unnatural.

back.

closing over my head. I struggled, I fought,

then, there was

were endless, and in each one I died miserably, every death worse than the last in some ways. I wanted to scream, to wake up, to escape this nightmare. But

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