Summoned by a Pretend Villainess
[Status: Completed /02/14/24] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^
32. Shelly
Shelly shuddered at the words of the Great Saintess holding her wrists. She was petrified. But she managed to hide the shock behind her eyes.
She shook her head nervously and answered, "N-No, Your H-Holiness."
She lowered her head and bit her lips hard. The gazes of the people surrounding her began to make her uncomfortable. She wanted to pull her hands, but the Saintess was gripping her wrists tightly.
Then in a gentle manner yet again, the Saintess spoke, "Do you know a person can be confirmed lying through body language and elevated heartbeat?"
Shelly was stunned. She felt the grip on her wrists tighten. Looking up, she saw the Saintess smiling timidly at her, but somehow her smile sent shivers down her spine. She immediately averted her eyes and focused somewhere else. But the direction they landed where in the Grand Duke's, and getting more frightened at the coldness of his stare, she just lowered her head.
"W-What do y-you m-mean...."