Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 118

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 me 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 me 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 handsome 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 some 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 met on the last day of the Spring Ball. Since... He "oh just so happens" to have the same 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 me 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 meets 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 me, you suckers" kind of mindset I started to have the second Theodore gave me a book series without a series.....

’Bloody hell... I still can’t get over it...’

... Either way, that incident only made me 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 time comes~" if something different to the cannon happened. But now it’s more like: "we will see when the time comes 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 someone 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 some strings to mess the main story out of childish revenge, this thing with the Crown Prince or even the other Male Lead is a complete no for me.

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 me did a moment 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 some strength. It was arranged for us to share our lunch with the Royal members 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 me, huh?.....’

Yet, even if it ticked me off... I couldn’t help but ask the thing that bothered me most about his comment 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 me 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 come and make me revive my trauma! She even did well by giving me 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. Some things are not meant to be... and unfortunately for her... she was meant 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 me a real answer??’ — I thought, tilting my head a bit frustrated at his seemingly aloof expression.

"Is... around a hundred meters far for you, Lady Marianne?

"..."

Now he’s just pissing me off... Is the Dining Hall in another building or something??

’... 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 message.

"..... 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 me react to that first attack, the Crown Prince struck me with the second.

"I don’t mind... Taking you there myself... Or even better... We could enjoy the meal 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 meeting with his out of shock and the look on his violet eyes... Had me entirely confused.

Their hint of red was strong and... The little glint on them as they stared intently at me... Made me doubt if what he was saying was honest or just... Him teasing me.

Even the little whiff of his cologne I got to inhale for a second by the closeness between us, was messing 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 overwhelmed 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, Mexican 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 someone should fall in this game... 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 comes included with being Marianne.

This is a test. Let’s see... How invested this Prince is in this interesting game.

"..."

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 me... Does the Lady feel shy about my offer?" — Smoothly tilting his upper body to let our gazes meet again, the Crown Prince prodded, lifting his well-shaped brow in a mischievous expression.

’Heh... Bring it on, hottie.’