This man was holding back laughter and his very handsome face reminded me of someone.
"Xavier?" I said. That's right, he looks a lot like Xavier Stephenson, my only friend from high school. He looked at me seriously as if confused by what I said.
"Ella, watch your mouth! You're talking to His Majesty King Zavier!" Whispered the girl who looked like Jane who was standing next to me.
"What? King? Bahahaha...what kind of nonsense is this? So, you're all doing an opera stage, huh?" I laughed out loud. The old woman who had previously fainted immediately woke up after hearing my very loud laughter.
"Ella, shut your mouth right now!" Said the old woman. Her face was red with anger, just like a witch.
Meanwhile, the man they called the king just smiled at me and his smile made all the women's eyes widen in this room.
"I think you hit your head when you drown, but thank goodness you look fine, Ella!"
"Hahaha..." I laughed awkwardly, not knowing how to react. They all looked very stiff.
"Don't laugh, Ella! That's rude!"
"So, what should I do?" They make me even more annoyed. Why is everything I do wrong?
"Shall we take a walk outside?" Said the man. He held out his hand to me.
"Damn, this bastard is so handsome! I want to kill him." I thought. He acts like a gentleman and it annoys me.
I didn't move because of course I didn't want to hold hands with him. But everyone here was glaring at me who was just silent with stupid faces.
"Ella, His Majesty is asking you to go outside for a walk. Go!" Jane whispered, I mean Emily. I'm sure the old lady called her Emily.
"What?" I asked Emily. We started whispering to each other.
"Go! His Majesty is interested in you!"
"But I'm not interested in him!"
"Don't talk nonsense, Ella! There isn't a woman in this world who isn't interested in him!"
"But the problem is I'm not interested in men!"
"What?"
"You don't want?" The man asked. He had waited long enough to hear my answer. Behind him, the old witch woman's face looked extremely hideous. She glared as if she would immediately kill me if I refused.
Looks like I have no choice but to follow his wishes. I gave him my hand and he immediately kissed my hand, making everyone not believe that he was that interested in me. Because my hand was kissed by a man, I spontaneously withdrew my hand in disgust.
"What are you doing? You want to die, don't you?" I said irritably while showing him the middle finger pose.
"Oh my God, Ella...!" The old woman and the other women screamed hysterically seeing what I had done. Meanwhile, the old man, who had been silent and watching, now fell unconscious.
***
"I can't believe this, I feel like dying because I'm too embarrassed. How could Ella act like that in front of His Majesty the King? You know not all houses will be visited by His Majesty like ours!" Said Baroness Margaretha. She sobbed in her husband's arms, who could only take a few deep breaths.
"It seems like there are problems in her head after she drowned. It's best for you not to force her to do anything for the time being. Just let her rest!"
"You have to go to the palace tomorrow to apologize directly to His Majesty, I don't want bad gossip about our family to spread before we can apologize."
"I think my head is going to be cut off!"
"Try to get him to forgive you! If you are beheaded, what will happen to our family? I will definitely be so embarrassed that I will never be able to step out of the house forever."
"Mother, I've asked Ella to rest in her room." Emily said.
"She should just be whipped! She has brought shame to the family!" Baroness Margaretha gets emotional again every time she remembers the embarrassing incident this afternoon.
They were quite lucky because King Zavier, who was known as a psychopath, did not show any angry reaction or anything like that. Even though he was quite surprised by Ella's actions, he still managed to smile. But clearly a smile is not always a good sign.
"Honey, calm down! Please calm yourself. Your Majesty definitely understands Ella's condition. It was Your Majesty who helped Ella when she drowned in the lake!" Said Baron Marcus. He seemed more stoic than his wife.
"But I'm still confused, why did Ella drown in that lake? What was she doing in the forest behind the palace?"
The two Barons and Baroness were lost in thought as if they were thinking the same thing about how could their daughter be in the forest behind the palace and fall into the lake? The last they remembered, Ella was invited as a dancer at the birthday party of Duke Aiden De Velgemegeur, the king's younger half-brother which was held at Ruven Palace, the main residence of the Royal family.
Emily seemed to be thinking very hard because as far as she knew, her sister often exchanged letters with someone who she believed was likely Ella had a secret lover.
***
I still don't understand what really happened to me. Even though I've tried to do something to wake up from this strange dream, it doesn't seem to work.
"This isn't right! Something's wrong, how can I still be in dreamland like this? Am I lying in a coma in the hospital in real life? Or what?" I thought.
My anxiety grew stronger when I started feeling my body. This is absolutely crazy, how can these big, supple breasts be on my body?
"Oh yeah..." I started to enjoy what I was doing. Closing my eyes while trying to think about the beautiful girl I saw in the mirror. Brunette with charming brown eyes, for a moment I forgot about Jane. Even though she is also very beautiful, I have to admit that the girl in my body right now is much prettier.
"Ella, I brought soup and-"
Someone opened the bedroom door and just walked in without knocking first while I was feeling my beautiful body.
Jane, I mean Emily, was standing in the doorway with bulging eyes and a look of shock on her face as if she couldn't believe what I was doing. Me lying on the bed half naked while squeezing my breasts must have looked very strange and disgusting in his eyes.
"J-Jane, I-I mean Emily, I can explain-"
"Ella, what are you doing?" Sure enough, the classic question came straight out of his mouth. Panicking, I hurriedly grabbed a blanket to cover my body.
"L-listen, I can explain! I just-"
"There's something wrong with you, Ella! You'd better be hospitalized!"
"Listen, Emily! It's not what you think. I was just checking my body, that's all! I didn't-"
"Is it true?"
"S-sure!"
"Oh my goodness, Ella. You really surprised me. I brought breakfast for you. When you feel better, you should take a walk outside to get some fresh air." He said as he placed a tray containing a bowl of cream of mushroom soup and several slices of bread and a cup of milk tea on the table.
"T-thank you, but I'm fine."
"You've been locked in your room for two days. How long are you going to avoid mother?"
"I'm not avoiding the old lady."
"Old woman? You mean mother?"
"Ah yes, I mean mother."
"I'm sure you already know what mother's nature is, right? When it comes to family honor and dignity, mother can be very strict and a little harsh. But that's because mother truly believes that at least one of her daughters can marry a noble man with very high social status. Moreover, the man who is interested in you is no longer a noble man, but a king, Ella, a king!"
"The ugly man is the king? You must be joking, right?"
"Who are you calling ugly? His Majesty King Zavier?"
"Whatever his name is I don't care. Why would a guy be interested in me anyway? This is absolutely crazy!" I said while eating a piece of bread while scratching my itchy stomach.
Emily looked at me with disbelieving eyes. If only I could tell him that I wasn't actually someone from this strange world, I'm sure he wouldn't believe it.
It's been three days since I woke up for the first time in the body of a young woman who was very beautiful and had an incredibly sexy body, to the point that my dirty brain wished I could have sex with my own body.
Emily sat on the bed sighing. Then he touched my forehead with his hand as if he was checking my temperature.
"Your body temperature is normal, but your behavior is still strange. Actually, what is it that you don't like about His Majesty the King? All the girls in this country hope to be his empress or concubine. But you act rude in front of him."
"The answer is easy, because I'm not interested in men at all."
"What?"
"N-no, I mean I'm not interested in men who are too polite."
"You mean, you like delinquent and sloppy men?"
"No, I don't mean that. I'm just not interested in any men at the moment. By the way you look very beautiful today!" I said, unconsciously praising her beauty.
Emily looked at me in horror, then got out of bed and stepped back as if to avoid my lewd gaze.
"You weirdo! It's best if we don't talk to each other for a while until your brain returns to normal!" He said as he walked away and left me alone in this room.
I sighed, why does it feel so difficult to approach women? Even though my body is now a woman, wouldn't it be easier to approach women without fear of being beaten up and considered a pervert if my body was a woman?
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