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Dance with the Nightingale

The Nightingale. The beauty and the taboo existing together. Unattainable and unacceptable. An existence only to be admired from afar. A hero of legends but a also a girl of tragedy. Shining like a star in the sky, all alone, forever… -But that’s too sad isn’t it? * Our MC, an ordinary middle aged man, is an author that wrote books and after pouring 2 years of hard work in a book, his hardwork finally bore fruit as his book got the second prize in the regional awards. A fruit that he couldn't eat. Why? Because he along with hard work, he also poured his piss somewhere he shouldn't and died. Exactly how? Read the prologue, and you will find out~ But of course, that's only the start, as the next time he woke up... He was in another world. Follow the guy as he turns from a middle aged author to a Young Master in a magical world. *** Hey guys author here… It’s my first novel, but I will try to make this good. Good luck me. Vote this book with power stones, it really helps with your support. Before giving up please read Prologue and 1st 10 chapters. Also I have set up prologue to be a bit funny and ridiculous, so, don't mind next chapter won't be like that. My discord server link: https://discord.gg/8dvVYW8QUn P.S.: I don't own the cover art, whoever does can take credit for it.

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Chapter 53: The Trio Thoughts

The Ellsworth estate was a renowned place.

A place renowned for its size, power, and wealth.

A place quoted as – A place that lacked nothing.

Those who hadn't had the luxury to stay there, called it an exaggeration.

She did too, as she was one of 'those' people, but not anymore.

Just three days, that is how long she stayed there, and that is how long it took for her old notions to crumble.

A famous saying said-

-You can't buy happiness.

But apparently, it seemed like Lord Ellsworth could, for everyone in his estate, from a small-time servant to official bureaucrats, everyone looked happy.

And now she was a part of them, no she was even above them.

She just couldn't believe it.

Just a few days back, she was in a dying ditch, in a filthy hell-hole, that she thought she had no way of escaping from, and now she was here, in Ellsworth's estate.

'Just how fickle fate can be?'

She lamented.