You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 40 — Returning to the Duchy.

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I felt my stomach tighten with nervousness thinking about my recent... Experience.

’...Crazy... I... really did... Ki–... Kis–...’

Our face reacted to our embarrassment by heating up as we recalled our acts from yesterday. I can tell that we must look like a tomato right now...

But, that was the extent of our unison.

Marianne didn’t let my inner expressions take form on the outside. It almost felt as if...

’... Anne... are you–... is this...?’

Ha! This girl! Is she actually complaining?! Like... can’t you do it in another way?!!

Frustrated I continued to speak to her.

’Have I been too sweet to you? Huh? I guess I spoiled you enough to get this cheeky, huh?’

Her body did not move to my words, however, I could still feel her worry since we shared this body.

I felt a little bad about her slight fright... because... I’m obviously just teasing her.

... It is still my fault though. Having a whole night of compatibility made me forget that our girl is very sensitive. Shame on me.

’Anne~ I’m joking sweetie~ I love that you are comfortable enough to pout at me!’

A relaxed sensation began to take form in the tensed body. But... I still can’t let her get too spoiled.

’But don’t do it this way.’

Intersecting her relief, I said with a serious expression on the inside.

It’s not that I want to reproach her harshly or make her be too conscious of her acts, but... This is a big deal. If she starts doing this every time she doesn’t like something... I might never show expressions again.

I am well aware that I am not normal and that most of my future actions will most likely not be to her liking. SO, This reprimand is an investment! An investment for a fun and crazy future! Full with drama! Because I!

I AM IN THE WORLD OF A NOVEL!!!!!!

Anne flinched to my cold warning, but I guess our smart girl understood that it wasn’t reasonable to act this way.

Although... I doubt her reasoning over it... is in any way similar to mine.

........ Well! It worked out.

Since we got to an agreement I thought I would have a little freedom, not as much as yesterday, but a little bit more than usual.

Even though I could feel that Marianne was not putting a wall between our union... the expressions I tried to make were never shown. In fact, I felt that our face became even stiffer.

’...Did we overdo it yesterday...?’

"..."

I pondered about this silly question, for a mere second. And once again shame took over me. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

’Ahem... W-we obviously d-did... I guess...?’

For a moment, I wondered if it would have been better if I had actually gotten drunk so I couldn’t remember such... Uhm well... flustering details...

However, I can’t help but feel excited about it. It truly is something out of a movie.

Still...

’It was so hot...’

He had such a firm and strong body... and...he was... skilled...

’... So this is what it feels like to... kiss someone...’

Although I died at twenty-eight... I had never kissed anyone. Never even have a romantic relationship.

To be clear, I was really pretty!

There were times when guys, even girls, confessed to me or asked me out. However, I just was not interested in romantic matters.

...

The reason must be... because of what happened when I was seventeen...

Haha... Just thinking about it repulses me.

But, as the saying says, it’s never too late.

It was such an unfamiliar and overwhelming sensation... I had never felt that way before. His hands were huge and did not let go of me. It was really passionate...

’..... Was he on heat or something...?’

It was quite sudden. And I have never seen a guy like him before, so he couldn’t have targeted me from the start...

’Ha... was it pure coincidence?..... If so... I am lucky, indeed.’

I couldn’t help but smirk at the thought. I had read so many novels of all sorts of ratings and always wondered about how exactly was to have this kind of interaction.

However... if I see him again...

’I should rip those naughty lips apart.’

The F*cker... who does he think he is?! At least say Hi! Invite me to dinner or something! What’s with just going for the meal without giving thanks to God?! Such bad manners!

That jerk! This is sexual harassment! I never gave my permission! (Though I enjoyed it...) But still! It’s wrong! I will sue him if I ever see the son of a b****...

If this were my old world he would already be roasted on social media for not respecting a woman...!

... Idiot.....

’...Still....... it was so hot...’

On the inside, I bit my lower lip. These kinds of adult matters are a first for me too, so I feel a little conflicted about how to take this in.

...

If I am realistic, this kind of encounter might never happen again. My habit of analysing everything told me that the probabilities were low, so I’ll most likely never see the man again.

However! I recalled a variant in the equation that changed the probabilities completely.

’This is the world of a novel.’

I nodded to myself very, veeeery satisfied by this variable.

’What is the internet? Just transmigrate! Your life will be as fun as f***!’

Two knocks on my door were heard, interrupting my chaotic thoughts. I took off the sheet that was covering my head and realised that it was still early in the morning.

The Royal Spring Ball has come to an end, so now we must return to our residencies.

Suddenly, I felt tired realising what was to come, recalling the day we arrived.

My personal maid opened the door cautiously and greeted me with a soft smile when she saw my face.

"Good morning, my Lady."

’Hmm, yeah... She must be happy, she gets to have fun dressing the doll... I admit that the results are always great, so I will let it go this time...’

Forgiving her without a real reason, the same process I went through the day we arrived at the Royal Palace began as five more servants entered my room. Busy with their respective duties, the servants moved promptly to prepare my bath, taking with them all the necessary items for a luxurious... service? Beauty treatment?

The thing is that all of them swarmed around me and helped me get ready.

Thankfully... they did not take all of my clothes off. I always took my bath on my own after they prepared the oils and bath essences, and today I couldn’t have been more relieved about this habit Marianne already had.

When I had taken all of the clothes that were left covering my body... I saw that... 5 little round bruises were beginning to appear at the side of my hips.

’... oh my...God.....!’

I knew very well how they got there.

’Just... how strongly did he...’

Flushed in embarrassment I took my bath trying not to recall any more details... because doing so...made me dangerously... excited.

After I took my bath, my maid came in with an ostentatious breakfast. I appreciated greatly their good timing because it helped me forget what made me continuously flustered during my bath.

Just looking at the well-decorated luncheons... my mouth watered in anticipation to try every single one of the lengthy diversity they served.

’Even if I have to use my four stomaches... I will eat everything in that fancy wooden cart.’

As a decent cow, I must use my physiology to the fullest, Heheh.

The maid came forward once they had arranged everything on the table, and conveyed an unexpected message.

"Young Lady. The Emperor asked the Main Palace Head Chef to prepare this meal, especially for you. His Majesty wishes a safe return and sends his regards to the Young Lady."

Turning my head away from the maid to look at the luxurious meal, I blinked in disbelief.

Why would the Emperor send something like this to me?

’He must really like us... right, Anne?’

Honestly, I’m sceptical about his motives to treat me this nicely. Emperors usually see for themselves before others, so I wonder what it is that he wants from me.

But!

’The food has no faults here~’

Since it is The Emperor who sent this to me, it is only adequate to thank him.

I turned once again to my maid and asked for paper with the same gestures I have been using lately. I don’t have anything to give him in return, so I just made a respectful letter to transmit my gratitude.

[Your Majesty, Emperor of the Frotschter Empire:

I am delighted to receive such a delicious meal. I will be sure to eat well.

Your Majesty, please do eat well too. Your health is our Empire’s strength.

I have enjoyed my stay in your gracious Palace.

With utmost gratitude, Marianne Elise Sylfinnier.]

As I finished the hawkish letter, I pondered if it was a little over the top... if I added a drawing of a smiling face next to my name. However, I abstained from doing so. Since it was already a little too much with the "take care of your health" message I mixed there, which I added to look like a pure and kind Lady–...

To SHOW how a pure and kind Lady I am.

The smiling face would only make it seem as if I was licking his boots, so I ended up leaving the letter as it was, with a mature and polite vibe.

Handing the letter to the maid, she took it and gave it to a servant who would be the one to deliver it to his Majesty.

Having done what had to be done, I dug into the fancy meal without anything else to baulk me from doing so.

It only took one bite for me to melt to the entrancing taste and inwardly squeal in delight.

’Oh! ...F*ck Yeah! This is heaven!!!!’