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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 533

"My Lady, did my ways with words upset your comfort?"

"?? Uh? Pardon?" — To the sudden interruption of my thoughts from Duke Clemente, I straightened in my seat, a tad confused since I had started to forget the recent exchange while filling my thoughts with anticipation to meet my suitor. — "I-I do not seem to understand your question, your Grace."

"… I have been told my tone tends to be unattached… And the lady grew quiet, which although it was only natural before, even then your spirit showed a disposition to converse further unlike now."

"…"

"It might be that my answers were not to your liking is what I am saying."

With straightforwardness, not leaving behind said tone that I was already aware was not used with any sense of grudge or dislike… I ultimately puffed an entertained chuckle, dismissing the surprise it invoked to release some of the tension the mere question summoned.