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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 367

A moved smile came to decor his countenance... and veering around to stare at the ignorant Biel, who, while being forced to do some of the tasks the Crown Prince had to take care of Zeleskiaz silently held the man's stare until discomfort made Biel speak, ignorant, as he had yet to meet the Lady his master was devoted to.

"Why are you staring at me? Did I say something funny?"

"... My hand is thirsty for something else. Blood doesn't even compare."

"... You've become more odd. That lady must be something else, you even smile… although it gives anyone goosebumps."

"That only happens to you, Biel. Anyway. I'm off. I want a special prize."

Without minding an obtrusive Biel, the Crown Prince commenced his hunt. Using the wild instincts and developed skills he polished on the battlefield, so many and the greatest beasts would be sought... so his honour would be the most valued by the heart of the Lady he was to conquer.

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