WARNING!
This episode contains depiction of sexual assualt and strong language. Viewer discretion is advised.
As the prince gave away a menacing look, their lips unlocked howbeit he persisted on hooking her tongue, ferocious as a black mamba, species of highly venomous snake belonging to the family Elapidae.
His Royal Highness was downright rude and she was kind of embarrassed. Steamy yet, sophisticated.
The smooth lips of hers and the revoltingly dry of his, gliding onto one another. Their tongues tangled and went to war inside their locked mouths at that point in time.
Moans encircled the room having ample space.
She yelled Cutie Pie several times causing him to feel those words were for him. He made constant attempts to lay her captive and thrust her to the floor at last. She casted as an impotent girl, helpless and was unable to get out of his trap.
It lasted for at least five minutes and they have risen both their feet after. Those five minutes have passed yet her mind became cognizant of the time, ticking a bit slower than normal. It was the longest five minutes ever in her whole life.
He grabbed his clothes placed by the valet and went to the room in the southeast of the whole place. He unlocked the door which has the keys hanged by its keyway- the cylinder which keys are supposed to be inserted in order to unlatch the door.
It was suffocating like a sauna in the room. In a bolt of lightning-
Let the air enter for me to breathe!
A lady unfurled the tightly compact curtains of eggshell in color and the sunlight had incredibly glistering rays making her hair appear sheeny and windswept by the wind.
So, she was there the entire time?
He went out with his green slanted eyes, continued to stare at her without even moving a single muscle nor a joint. The robe he was clothed in was ablaze with that stance and expression of his. Those brunette hair were as glossy as her velvety purple.
She realized that she was staring at him with such intent. He asked for a departure, knelt deeply with his knees on the perfectly hard and cold white floor as he held her left hand with his right and kissed it whilst his eyes on her.
He left afterwards.
"Lady Lia, do you need a glass of water, perhaps?" the lady dressed in a suit fit for a maid asked. Eroded bottoms and in a perfect shape as well. The suit of hers lacking a good presence.
The breath rasped in her throat before emerging into a voice. She cleared out some substance clinging inside.
"Sure," she responded whereas her right hand was in front of her mouth, clenched into a fist.
She thrust her other hand deep into the torn corset, examining whether there was any pocket. Expecting if there really was even though it was a dress.
The maid lent her a glass of water and she drank until her thirst was gone. She went to each door to check and found the bathroom at last.
She pressed both of her hands upon the white countertop basin stained with ivory and fixed her gaze on the reflection of herself in the mirror.
The Countess Calliope Ariti Lykaios from the House Lykaios in Vadimir. A House with a Count as the Head. Amber without specks of gold, green neither brown commonly of a goldfish's. Velvety purple hair whose wardrobes are filled with corset dresses.
She loves wearing these kinds for it reveals most of her fair skin.
Seducing, right?
A deep regard for the First and Second Prince of Tuvinid, and the Duke of Vadimir yet always end up losing to the Baroness.
They were mainly the three mentioned in the novel.
She swore at those particular descriptions which matched her as perfectly as hell.
She walked outside in her corset as the wardrobes were indeed filled with corset dresses. Violet and vibrant, the typical clothing of women which can surely be impressive towards men, as the description implied.
She let out a big sigh, almost turning into a yawn.
She invited Pepi with her for shopping new clothing which caused her to be shocked, wondering about how those appear to be presentable to the Countess.
She had no idea about Ah-hwa's ears being alert of pricking dozens of information, consider her a gossip person with a workaholic soul within. She just has a good hearing sense which was of use to overhearing the whole ball of wax mumbled by Pepi.
Praise me!
Although her hearing sense regressed since she is in another body who Ah-hwa hasn't inspected yet. She doesn't know that her current body possesses a wind magic which has the ability to help her hearing sense.
Does Lady Lia had a change of—
eyes?
Yup!
That's what she mumbled to herself. She assumed that she was gonna say heart. She guessed that the plot was gradually going to rack and ruin with her in there.
They were planning to go to the local market mentioned in the novel Vadimir Centreville. Pepi opened the door of the transportation and pave the way for her to access the seat inside the carriage. The other maids bowed before her in a row and see her out.
The citizens were very noisy and furthermore the streets were bustling, as she settled down, and tried to hear a chirp of a bird.
She slowly felt her head going down and Pepi made her come alive only to hear her mumbling "Does Milady have an illness or perhaps, just an invisible desire for fancy trinkets?" staring with those hazel eyes of hers as her arms was on her forehead. She was checking if she was ill.
Hazel eyes... Sooner or later, she'll become friends with her for sure.
She assured herself to befriend Baroness Nefeli in order to escape from the fate of her role. The ending should change but the Duke and the Baroness would still be the future rulers.
And I wouldn't be banished from this nation! The original plot goes like this...
"You guys are destined to be suffering, and a lowly citizen such as you would prefer living a normal life in your palace! Don't get yourself into trouble, just for seeking an intimate relationship with His Grace, Duke Achilles Eliades Leventis!"
Countess Tatiana cursed at the pitiful Baroness Nefeli with her tears suddenly falling out of her eyes. Knelt above the coarse surface of the ground. She was kneeling in front of the palace of the Countess who owns the right as the daughter of the Count.
She is soon-to-be Countess Tatiana whether she marries the man of the same position as her. Although she wants to be the Archduchess of Vadimir and marry Duke Achilles Leventis.
Blood was extracted out of her knees and scars were all over her body. Delicate and meek since she was a child and envied for having an excellent voice loved by the majority and which the Duke Achilles Eliades Leventis was charmed off.
Tatiana Othonos Zafeiriou was the lady who loves men with power. Overlooking his intentions and interests about His Highness, mere power and wealth were her desires in harmony of her character in the novel.
The entire kingdom is what she craved and fancy upon ever since she was born a countess which was of higher positions than a Baroness. Raised as a stubborn woman by her parents, ninety and nine yards of possibility.
His Grace knows a lot of it just with Countess Tatiana's actions. Words were unnecessary and Nefeli was probably not good with words at all however her voice was considered passion for such love by the Duke.
Countess Calliope Ariti Lykaios was considered a sister to her and they were similar.
Undoubtedly similar.
The Duke had arrived right on time. He approached the Baroness kneeling before the Countess as the blood shed by Neli was left lying on the ground.
He called for the first ranked physician of Vadimir Agamemnon Georgiou Samaras and this very individual thereupon burst in promptly of the uneventful and bloody scene.
"Sorry My Neli..." He said.
"I was gutless before. I should have protected you from the beginning. I was afraid and you're the opposite of me. You were brave even until now, that's the reason I loved you dearly," Achilles uttered as he held her in his arms and entrusted her to the hands of Agamemnon.
Yeah! You idiot! There's no point in saying sorry and regretting when you don't even protected her. Rascal!
That was her last impression on the Duke. Ah-hwa had her first impression of the Duke. An interesting cold-hearted noble who tries to keep himself like that but failed because of the beautiful voice and personality of the Baroness.
As it says, love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away.
The chapter had included so many words. Be that as it may, this scene theoretically explains Countess Tatiana and she were one of the villainesses.
The blue skies of Vadimir manifested itself from the heavens, the second her polony- a vintage shoe worn usually by royalty in medieval times, stacked leather heels favored by Queen Elizabeth- moseyed out of the carriage they've been at.
We had arrived!
The carriage had a veer to the right as the coachman yanked the rope harnessed onto the neck of the horse. Amidst the hue and cry of the clouds looming the blue skies awhile she had transmigrated, the weather conditions seemed satisfactory there, inside the novel.
Behold the busy days of Vadimir, a joyous presence similar to a rainbow however is physically a monochromatic sight. They were no more but lissom silhouettes beneath the aureate yellow light coming from the rays of the sun.
The possibility that Pepi can hold a concrete role in the novel is a percentage of a hundred. Just because she can sense her presence accompanied with a visible phenomenon of light or visual perception, in comparison to someone importing strange signals to her head of the unknown.
Everybody else was bepainted in shades of black apart from the coachman, herself, and her lady-in-waiting Pepi.
Written in the book was "Most of her friends had hazel eyes perhaps, she also befriends people who had eyes same as hers", the subject of this sentence was the Baroness Nefeli and thus the preparation for ripening herself to a full-fledged rookie of royalty embark upon a goal.
The goal is to become a well-behaved countess!
For Pepi, some data is available however is insufficient. She came from an ordinary family of no drama and her life has been normal ever since. Depressing and joyous moments with few friends. Despite her mother and father bickering each other since they were married, it seems kind of fun.
Her mother was called Phaedra Kallis Ikonomou, a woman with a sweet personality, a bit overweight, and loves pink. Wears a top of sleeves up to the wrist which is pink in color and a hand-woven bottom, pants which were loose and has the color of potatoes oftentimes.
Her father has the birth name of Apollo Baros Ikonomou, a trustworthy man and a responsible daddy to his only child. Picking every sweet potato in his enormous field, cleaning the left dirt attached on its roots, and turning it into a buffet table with the meat of a wild boar. He hunted out of the woods, topped with sugar, and glazed with ardent flames by an open fireplace in one dwelling.
Beside the dishes were abundant glasses of liquor consisting of Vadimir's perfectly grown fruit, lingonberry. They pressumed the fact that he had worked hard on his farm and flexibly sold the crops to his regular customers with the best progress.
Her birth name was Penelope Kallis Ikonomou and she was appointed to be my lady-in-waiting by Countess Calliope.
Shops of a floor or another, the owners began reaching for customers with their hands and howling like it depends on their life. Archaic names hanged by the entrance of the shops, the feeling was very authentic.
There it is! The great shops established in Vadimir Centreville!
Her experience was very unique despite being incapable of seeing minor characters' faces and well-being until she bought the finest clothing for her maid in the shop which was a long distance away from where the carriage was located at. Northwest of the entire Vadimir Centreville.
A man by the counter lent her the finest clothing for her maid.
I meant recommended by lent.
Some clothes were made with leather or the fur of a boar and even the feathers of a crow- glossy black passerine birds.
She handed her the cloth which she opted for and pointed at with her fingers. It was hooked by the rack and was given to her by the valet- a man's male servant who performs personal services such as taking care of clothing.
Valet can also mean a device for holding clothing.
She came in contact with his hand by no intentions as he lent it and a sudden partial appearance of his hand bewildered her. It soon disappeared again and just became black as usual. Lingered in her mind for hours and she had just forgotten it so casually.
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Her Dying Wish
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She halted to get a glimpse of a little silhouette against the dimming barrier. She approached him, either her hands or her feet controlled her. She voiced out what her mind thought and left herself feeling unintended.
"Does this novel had a graphic version?"
The robot must have an idea of me having problems with mental health...
"ARE YOU FROM THE 21ST CENTURY?" It asked suppressing its grin for a moment. Nearing its face to hers.
"What if I answered you a yes?" She asked back, trying to appear calm. Although outside of her body was a calm and cold ice cube, inside was a desert with camels waiting for her to hop on and give her a ride.
The sun was scorching hot and her chest was bursting inch by inch and notch by notch, avoiding to fall through the gap. The heart was thumping loud and nerves were reacting as if she was laying on my deathbed.
Crazy imagination of mine, right?
It abruptly grabbed her hand and she quickly clenched it into a fist. The corset dress was really uncomfortable causing her to be unable of punching and kicking the robot off.
They arrived in a blind alley filled with lots of trash, possibly from the marketplace and it released its hand of hers.
This is a great chance!
"MILADY-" ir bowed before her with his right and left hands together placed by the waist.
She was shocked and stuck in confusion as it shrunk and recast as a dog just prior by punching its hideous face into pulp. Propelled it with both of her foot in the one and very identical manner which dog owners would do if his pet does have no thing such as constraint.
However it suddenly reformed as a robot and a cute one perhaps. Then, this should be a piece of cake. Or so she thought.
"MILADY, I AM CUTIE PIE! THE ROBOT WHO GRANTED YOUR LAST WISH!" extended its arms perplexedly assembled its little body to a kendo pose and stroke my buttocks with the long piece of wood placed nearby as she was smacked to the ground.
It screamed with a usual voice of something techy such as a voice from your sweet caller in dating apps, lagging off whenever the internet connection is unstable bzzzt— zzzzrr— zzzt. And there comes the awkwardness of this conversation. Who would believe this kind of joke? After their conversation, she unknowingly changed her mind completely.
"AS YOU CAN SEE, YOU ARE NOW INSIDE THE NOVEL ENTITLED A BARONESS'S FAIRYTALE. YOU ARE NOW COUNTESS CALLIOPE! ARE YOU HAPPY?" it asked as if it was a genie granting wishes.
Instead of being happy, she was a bit pissed off whenever its grey robot-like eyes lit up the dark alleyway. Boasting a twinkling aura considers itself as a bright and a being with a high IQ.
Surely, the unqualified denial is her possession. Truth can be hurtful every now and again.
"No, I am not and I would never be," she responded and pondered whether it was too dramatic.
Unclogging her throat and coughed for a few times to get its attention at the speediest of light. The dead silence wandering around the both of them can ruffle her feathers and be a pester to her skin so she decided to keep the situation like that.
"BUT I GRANTED YOUR LAST WISH! HOW COME YOU ARE NOT HAPPY?!" be surrounded with bewilderment throughout the period it asked her out of the blue and kept its distance away from where she was fast as the laser beams would travel.
Inclined its head down and felt somewhat down in the dumps. Glum and grief enclosed it on every side, more like enclosed it on all sides. Blue as the great blue herons living throughout most of North America, its heart sank as it became aware and latch onto some material which seems to be much special than what she surmised. The fact which she was disappointed of being bestowed upon and granted a wish of.
Howbeit it said it was her last wish, Did I somehow died because of drinking too much alcohol? Be both under the opinion and the lack of certainty from the sudden thought of the death's cause.
"I am not happy and would never be for I was happy from the start and would always be," words which were given utterance to as she realized that the mental acuteness of hers was awesome if she had druthers.
This line was indeed full of awesomeness!
"FINE, I'LL CONSIDER THIS AS THE TRUTH. LET'S GET OVER THIS, SHALL WE?" it answered as if it can read her mind. Despite it being cute, it's rather more likely a mystery to Ah-hwa.
It introduced itself as one of the students in their upgrading system namely, Last Wish Recreation and their mission was to build a bond with clients who were on the bridge between life and death.
Asking a potential person who was on the verge of death, something such as a last wish or dying wish. A single and simple phrase indicating your wish to be granted would be the answer to this question.
It approached her as her ears turned red. It grabbed her ears and quickly changed as a human of good psychique. Dark brown hair and green eyes of lust, quite similar to those of Prince Diakon.
To each odds, intents, and purposes, the coachman, Dennis, was hunting her. It covered her mouth at the speed of a lightning bolt and thus she cooperated with him by not breaking the silence with her foul mouth.
It let her hide behind him as they ducked together against the wall of bricks which were crème leaving gaps in between, lines between the rectangles were colored with old ivory.
She showed up to her coachman once he fixed his gaze at the opposite direction and widen her mouth to speak. Saying that she was talking with someone in private.
Dennis left after he bent his spine, with his right hand at the back, and the other placed upon his chest in order to bow gracefully afterwards. She came back with the robot who turned into a man and was being a robot again.
It tried to engage in conversation with her and whispered "YOUR DYING WISH WAS TO BECOME A COUNTESS. COUNTESS CALLIOPE TO BE EXACT," Left her stunned as it disappeared in foamy gas like magic because in anywise, she has no memory of those.
Her last wish made sense as she admired Countess Calliope rather than Baroness Nefeli Regas Bakirtzis.
I really don't know why I admired her, though.
She guessed they were mourning her at this period. Did my body pass away for real?
She recalled the moment of drinking with Mae-ri last night and they both were dead drunk by then. The keys were hanged by the keyway as the door was open. That's a first!
She unlocked the door and saw something but probably someone, dressed in a black suit from the feet to the head. In conclusion, he was a burglar.
Fortunately, Mae-ri from her back was left outside and therefore not into too much trouble. The burglar had the advantages at first until the last scene. The burglar had a hold of a blade and this place has nothing but electricity, furniture, and itself. No things such as video surveillance cameras neither a hired bodyguard for the whole building.
She had been stabbed before she noticed and the thief had his successful business trip. She was drunk and her body was not suitable for a fight and taking a glance of the burglars face would be harder as they had a blade by the hand. Moreover, the burglar had a black suit from top to bottom.
Cutie Pie was the guy who carried her as it said she was on the verge of death. This meant, Ah-hwa was on her deathbed at the hospital and Mae-ri had slept soundly as her neighbors placed her quietly above the soft surface of the bed inside her room.
She was walking on the bridge between life and death, as noted of the words Cutie Pie delivered and wished for the last minute of my life. The wish was to be Countess Calliope! She should take the the initiative to befriend the female lead as soon as possible.
Nefeli Regas Bakirtzis soon would be the Archduchess and the Duke Achilles Eliades Leventis would be her husband, the Archduke to be specific.
The Archduchess and Archduke of Vadimir would have me as their matchmaker. I am gonna take on the role of being Countess Calliope and be their once-in-a-lifetime cupid!
She considered her wish as her work because she has to take responsibility for her acts.
CALLIOPE ARITI LYKAIOS THE COUNTESS WHO PLAYED CUPID OF BARONESS NEFELI AND DUKE ACHILLES
This would be the best for the headlines of the newspaper sent through the entire kingdom of Vadimir by mail. She had matched the best couple that the whole kingdom of Vadimir has ever been seen in history as well.
Nevertheless, what am I gonna do with Countess Tatiana since she was treated by Calliope as a sister?
This journey would be difficult than she perceived.