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You're the one for me

Being a generous person has never been in a petty girl's dictionary. With great aspirations unfinished in her old life, the young woman transmuted into the body of a saint from a fantasy world. To guarantee her safety, the young woman tries to hide her old personality, assuming the identity of Sofia Werneck. But when she finds out that the old Demon King is still alive and wants her as a bride, her facade of kindness begins to crumble. She swears under the skies that she is not the only bad one here!

CorujaSOS · Fantasy
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12 Chs

Authentic beauty

"Aren't you afraid of the trip?"

"My wish is that I was not afraid"

"Wish? There is!"

"Yes, when I saw Santa calm, I thought the trip was like a normal round. But every time I hear the new reports ... I still can't seem to think about the worst ... "

"Haha... You are really a fool!"

"Hey!!"

"Calm down, be quiet! Santa is sleeping! It's not that I want to scold you! But Santa has already fought with the Demon King himself and we are ordinary servants! "

"It's not like I don't know -

"You are very happy tonight. I believe that they are keeping an eye on Santa's requests and are demonstrating all the quality of their training "

While in the tent, the maids' conversation was my biggest source of entertainment. The lack of television and internet arrived on the first day of the trip. Of course it is evening, my plans to find out which of the knights are still unmarked have not been completed. I'll have to wait for the next few days.

Maria's arrival scared the little maids.

"Madame !!!"

"Maria!"

"Silence. I think I believed that the two had good manners! "

"Sorry, Madame. It will not happen again "

"And you, Claudia?"

"This... Sorry, I will observe my manners in service. I don't want to disappoint your expectations! "

I didn't want to hear sickening behavior sermons, so I decided to call Maria. As I discovered Maria's first-hand culinary classifications, I began to regret that I had only one stomach. I rang the bell beside me, waiting for a tasty evening snack.

"Miss, do you need anything?"

Ah, Maria's eyes are still scary. They always seem to say:

- My God! How beautiful it is! I'm going to make a fuss about it!

She is a big fan of Sofia. For that reason my smiles always have to be perfect in her presence.

"Hello Maria. I just woke up hungry "

"Understood, I'll bring some cookies"

Before I said what I wanted, Maria's good soul was exuberant in feeding her idol. No offense, but I think Sofia ended up being chosen as a sacred maiden because she is very beautiful. Without jewels and exuberant adornments, only the obligatory casual white dresses of a Santa end up serving as a beauty assistant.

Authentic beauty.

Looking at this reflection in the mirror, I think of harassing what I see.

Blond hair and crystal blue eyes. A beautiful set of colors, adorning a sweet face, which had a stunning smile. A smile that made her more kind and holy, without needing anyone to announce her position.

Under normal circumstances my reaction would be that of an observer. Liking or disliking Sofia's appearance, my regret stems from the fact that Sofia is now me.

In short, like it or not, I started to enjoy being seen and admired.

Vanity was something I did not foresee in my performance. There, my heart was completely disillusioned. At my age I started to develop narcissism...

In effect, I will put my sorrows in the food.