Chapter 160
'Don't panic now, you b*tch!!..... Cute b*tch(?)... Idiot(?)... Look, Marianne, if it's me who insults myself, this should be fine. Also, disclaimer, I meant b*tch in the coward sense, not in the sluty sense.' — The over-expressive woman told her body's owner, feeling the reproaching dark turmoil Marianne was sending through their bond, in displeasure at the deprecating vocabulary the outgoing woman had used.
Her sudden attack on her delicate cheeks had been a measure to placate the emerging shame as she imagined the vision the Prince must have seen when the miraculous words she managed to speak were said.
It was not a time she could permit another embarrassment to become a struggle to continue their meeting. The Lady was wide awake and she would not allow herself to weaken again in front of the sly Crown Prince...
For she knew he would take advantage... And make things difficult again.