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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 · Fantasía
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Chapter 241

'kh! "A pity" my a**!!'

Infuriated and in bewildering shame, the woman glared wishing to stand on her weak legs to no avail.

"It's gone." — The Duke's voice announced as he entered. — "! Marianne! Sweetie, you–...!!..... Fuhh..... I–I'm sorry... Are you alright? How are you feeling?... Please don't tell me you have a fever, dear..."

He had rushed to his daughter's side, alarmed because of Fenrir's selfish barrier on the entrance that the Prince had used to an unexpected advantage.

The blushed cheeks and her hand fixated on her mouth... Made him assume things... Mistaken beliefs on what concerned the Father most.

"Do you feel dizzy? Any nausea?..... Tsk! Did I not tell you to be careful, Prince?!"

"... It was implied, yes... I was truly careful, your Grace. Very."

The glare Marianne had given to Zeleskiaz as well as her fixed-in-place demeanour had been the culprit of Orland's angered reproach to the Prince.