His lips gently laid their flesh on the Lady’s blossoming middle finger, pressing tenderly on her skin, leaving the feel of their moisture behind as his straight Grecian nose traced the finger’s extension grazing it softly.
Lastly, his thumb stroked its nail as he held her hand high to cover his mouth from her sight. Only permitting her eyes to see the eyes pertaining to the soul committing itself to her being.
Before, speaking to the unseemly impressed Lady, he finished his compromise within the privacy of his thoughts...
’... Unbeknownst to you, this is my pledge... I shall grab hold of your sanity, just as you have robbed of mine, My Dangerously Mystic Lady.....’
"I am... expectant to the days we are to share during your delightful stay in the Palace, Lady Marianne..."
*******
’I’m f****d.’
This guy is giving all the bad vibes.
He’s trouble, I can feel it.
... Kinky Crown does have "the skills" though... Or at the very least, he knows how to use that handso face he has there.
I’m feeling our cheeks flush a bit at his... Uh... Is this him flirting with us? Because I’m not very sure if he is or not...
I feel so kind of tension but I can’t really put my finger on it...
’Is he... Maybe he is having fun with our lack of reaction??’
If that’s the case I kind of understand his intriguing way to look at us... But... I’m not really sure.
There’s also that matter about the hot mysterious but also disrespectful a**hole we t on the last day of the Spring Ball. Since... He "oh just so happens" to have the sa hairstyle he had and...
’D*mn it... His...’
... Touch... feels familiar too...
’... Sigh... I won’t say it... But, yeah. We’re f****d.’
This suspicion should stay as suspicion. I’m not in the least inclined to confirm this hunch I have.
My opinion might change if the him I know from the novel turns out to be wrong but... unless that happens... I’ll play dumb.
I believe I’m quite good at that so, we should use that skill to the fullest.
’But... Heheh... Anne, did you feel it too? Those arms... Fufufu~’
Honestly, I would say a big yes to make those my new pillow.
His muscles felt so firm but..... Ugh, what am I thinking? He’s a psycho. A bloodthirsty one at that. Could even kill in my sleep...
"..."
... A hot psycho though...
"...."
Anyway, even if he has this curiosity because we are a mute gorgeous Lady, he should soon get over it once he ets Karina, the Female Lead.
However, I still can’t be sure about that. I’m not going to fall into naivety thinking that "if I just look from afar and don’t interfere much in the whole main story, then I will be fine" kind of goal every reincarnated or transmigrated character believes will work out.
I’ve read hundreds, if not thousands, of books with this kind of setting, and anything that happens is all but the character being "fine".
This is just proof that I have to continue with my "I don’t care about the original. If there will be chaos I’ll be unwillingly involved in, then make it entertaining for , you suckers" kind of mindset I started to have the second Theodore gave a book series without a series.....
’Bloody hell... I still can’t get over it...’
... Either way, that incident only made declare my indifference to keep the original untouched with more conviction. I didn’t care much at the beginning, like, I was thinking: "we will think about it when the ti cos~" if sothing different to the cannon happened. But now it’s more like: "we will see when the ti cos and make it worse if we feel like it"... Drama is the only sauce I can enjoy if the books the purple worm suggests don’t have a continuation.
... The fault is entirely not mine anyway. The author should have thought further when making this distasteful novel that from the very beginning didn’t have the best character in it.
Said character being my pretty Marianne of course.
’How stupid can soone be to leave this cutie out of the book??? He/she was dumb for sure, that d*mn author.’
Still... although I am excited to pull so strings to ss the main story out of childish revenge, this thing with the Crown Prince or even the other Male Lead is a complete no for .
I know there are many variants to consider but if these two start acting up all suspiciously like this Hot Greek god of a Crown Prince I have in front of did a mont ago... I won’t buy it.
’Speaking of which... Sorry kinky, but I want my hand back.’ — I said inwardly as I gently retrieved my hand from his grasp.
"... Are the Lady’s... Legs fine? I believe you should take a seat to recover so strength. It was arranged for us to share our lunch with the Royal mbers today and... I doubt the Lady will be able to make her way there in this state." — The Crown Prince said as he grinned with a teasing tone.
’... Oh, I know what you’re doing... So first you act all charming and now try to make fun of , huh?.....’
Yet, even if it ticked off... I couldn’t help but ask the thing that bothered most about his comnt in a note.
’Huuu... I might seem silly for asking this, but... I need to know.’
[Is the Palace’s Dining Hall far from here?]
"..."
’Don’t give that silent staring sensation, Anne!! I know! But you also know we can’t go far like this, d*mn it!! Our legs are trembling like B*mbi!!!’
That b*tch had to co and make revive my trauma! She even did well by giving the creeps just as he did whenever he squeezed my thumbs!!
Theresa totally has the devil inside her. I was right on not getting weird ideas of her turning a new leaf. So things are not ant to be... and unfortunately for her... she was ant to be the pathetic villain of this horny novel.
"..... Hmm... I wonder if it is far... It might be, for the Lady."
"..."
’So what is it? Could you give a real answer??’ — I thought, tilting my head a bit frustrated at his seemingly aloof expression.
"Is... around a hundred ters far for you, Lady Marianne?
"..."
Now he’s just pissing off... Is the Dining Hall in another building or sothing??
’... You know... I truly hope YOU are that blue-haired guy... I promised to rip his lips off in case I encountered him again, and I’m feeling the urge to do just that to your pretty lips right now, Kinky Prince~.’ — I warned him as I held his gaze with an inner sweet smile.
Hopefully, he got the ssage.
"..... If it is... Do not fret, Lady Marianne."
I had had enough of his annoying confidence as I stared back at him, so while he said this, I was looking down at my post-it notes blankly. Therefore, I didn’t notice him coming closer.
In less than a second, his face was leaning onto mine, and without even letting react to that first attack, the Crown Prince struck with the second.
"I don’t mind... Taking you there myself... Or even better... We could enjoy the al here... Only the Lady and I, that is." — He said in a low whispering tone, using his manly voice to add sensuality to his words.
My eyes couldn’t avoid eting with his out of shock and the look on his violet eyes... Had entirely confused.
Their hint of red was strong and... The little glint on them as they stared intently at ... Made doubt if what he was saying was honest or just... Him teasing .
Even the little whiff of his cologne I got to inhale for a second by the closeness between us, was ssing up my thoughts track. It was a nice manly scent that on a man like him was certainly lethal for inexperienced girls... Like us... sadly.
I felt a bit overwheld and I knew our cheeks would react because of it. But, even if I am an inexperienced girl, I have the knowledge my roomie doesn’t.
The wisdom obtained after reading all kinds of books, watching Korean dramas, manhwas, novels, xican TV soap operas, and witnessing my two player brothers do their magic with innocent girls... Won’t make things easy for you, Naughty Prince.
’If soone should fall in this ga... It should be you.’
"....." — Intentionally averting my eyes with the slow closing of my eyelids, I lifted them again to give him a killing glance and... Turn my head in the opposite direction his face was with the grace that cos included with being Marianne.
This is a test. Let’s see... How invested this Prince is in this interesting ga.
"..."
An awkward silence was heard for a few seconds, and when I was about to declare this round as my victory...
"... Averting your gaze from ... Does the Lady feel shy about my offer?" — Smoothly tilting his upper body to let our gazes et again, the Crown Prince prodded, lifting his well-shaped brow in a mischievous expression.
’Heh... Bring it on, hottie.’
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