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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 270

[ What would the Prince like to talk about? ]

"... Anything the Lady finds entertaining… Perhaps, about your art?" — Zeleskiaz responded, ignorant of what other topic to suggest. 

At first, he felt bewildered as he had already acknowledged his difficulty when making small conversation. Yet regardless of the hazard, the idea of her hobby emerged as a proposal once he recalled the skill of her strokes.

A gratifying emotion had replaced his brief trouble, as he saw between the lines of her letters that the Lady wished to talk about what the Prince would like. Leading the man to find reassurance in such belief during his pause as he had lifted his gaze to see in her eyes the displeasure at his initial mumblings which somehow permitted the quick birth of an idea.

"I had the opportunity to appreciate Dioclecià's drawing you gifted… I am impressed that my Lady's hands can also create beautiful portrayals."