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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasy
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599 Chs

Chapter 511

"Ngh~~ I-I d-didn't mean t-to ruin it f-further…!"

"Why are you crying about it, little brother? You are the one who mentioned it in the first place."

"I-I a-asked s-sister n-n-not to tell! M-Marianne is shocked!"

"It is a funny tale."

"S-Sister, don't drink more wine!!"

The shock although still lasting was overcome with the teary eyes he portrayed in shame while rebuking his sister to eventually halt the tease. At the chaos, I decided to interrupt so the waters would go back to calmness solely doing so after agreeing that I would teach the third prince how to draw sketches like those I made in the garden. 

The conversations continued with other energetic subjects… amazing me with the naturality in the princes who placed aside the inherent strictness in our statuses to simply converse merrily… as the friends I have considered we are.