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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

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Chapter 155

Knock knock

"Your Highness, I have arrived with the Lady's tea."

The arrival of the servant was not heard by the Crown Prince, whilst the Lady did notice the call, turning in his direction in wonder to his silent gazing.

"... Your Highness?"

"..?" — 'Are you not going to answer?'

Tilting her head, she inquired, displaying lovely curiosity in her eyes.

"... I–"

Knock knock!

"Your Highness? Is there a problem?"

The second call brought him out of the trance, causing a shiver to shake his trunk before answering.

"... Come in."

His head had slightly turned to the side in order to permit the servant's entrance and, casting his eyes on her again, he found the Lady facing him from the distance.

Meeting her eyes, Zeleskiaz knew, that his entranced behaviour had been noticed by the Lady... For her pupils were unmistakably titillating in amusement at his demeanour.