“Well, did you hear me call you?” the spectacled stranger prodded, ignoring the sensation in his hand.
“Apparently, I did not. Do you just make it a hobby to harass the first gorgeous thing you see?”
“Hah,” the man scoffed, “I’d hardly call you gorgeous.”
“green is not a good colour on you.” I retorted.
Seeing as I was successfully bantering with a stranger, that had to mean that he, knew ‘Vivanna’, knew me.
Either way, it's best to keep chatter short. That way, I can limit the suspicions.
“So? What the hell do you want.”
Was I coming on too strong?
“The prince says that you do not need to attend the seminar. The ceremony must have worn y-,”
I placed my hand before him to silence him.
“First of all, do not tell me how I feel. That is terribly insulting, but seeing as you just grabbed my hand so violently-&rd
“Wake Field Dutchy, ran by the Mint household, has acres and acres of farmland where we plant various kinds of tea….”The meeting went on in that fashion until finally, Augustine called on me.“I’d like to hear what Portburgh has to offer?” he said.Snickers filled the hall as whispers of ‘country bumkin’ and ‘harlot’ surfaced.“Well, this is a surprise,” I said, then stood from my seat, letting the white dress flow freely from my body.“As you know, Portburgh is on the south of Envia-,”‘Is she giving out geography lessons to stall?’….-Yes, I am-‘Probably reminding herself of its existence.’-Give it a rest.-“…and North-east of Cursix.” I cleared my thoughts, and my mind flashed back to the map of portburg in Vivanna’s office, “ You said that Aquellia and Dia were l
I know, I know, I promised more Vivanna and Kassian, but as I was writing, the Envian arc turned out bigger than I thought it would. {Please don’t stone me, I am a terrible planner} So, I decided to focus on background information that will play key roles in book two. Though I wanted to add more Envian adventures, it wouldn't be fair to do so burned out; that way, I can give more thought to their relationships and the flow of the story. This is a great place to end book one and perhaps take a breather before I start planning for book two. So far, you have met or 'heard of' (ahem) the major leads, and now book two will be centred on: Daisy, Erden, Kassian, Bryant, the demon, a bit of travelling to different continents with Isaac and more of fierce Vivanna, lol, unfortunately, the bumbling and uncertain Vivanna dies in book one and comes back far more villainous in book two. I’d also like to thank you so much for reading.
"Are you still holding on to that book?" My best friend Milo asked, well she did not so much as ask, but yell the words instead. "By that I mean are you still jerking- ""Shhhhh!" I leapt from my seat, which was across from hers, and covered her mouth with my hand. The white plastic table between us shook jerkily against my body, and our drinks almost spilt. Yes, she was drunk. Yes, I was also drunk. But the only difference was that I was not drunk enough to let the whole world know that I was masturbating to my favourite book!We were outside a small open bar and restaurant that served my best friend's microbrew.Milo had sold her recipe of the brew exclusively to them so that they would gain more customers and popularity. But, genuinely, I am convinced that she sold it to them because she liked one of the chefs.Aruto, he was handsome and roguish. Pantie-drop roguish. He had the kind of low voice that left your tummy unsettled.If he had also ask
Aruto gave me a curt nod back, and I couldn't help but wonder if he looked a little bit disappointed. If I did see disappointment etched in his beautiful features, it was only for a second, and then he proceeded with his chores."Which case?" I asked as I wore my bag over my shoulders and then fixed my clothes."A model double signed. She had an exclusive contract with the agency for six years, but she signed early with another agency, and she is kicking up a fuss.""Talk about the fine print." I sighed as we walked out."Are you taking a cab?" Milo asked."Yeah, you?""I was thinking of staying over at your place," she said."Yeah sure, you still have your clothes from last time," I shrugged. " Plus I'd love to have you pay for the cab.""Wow, frugal friends." She chuckled and then called the cab nonetheless."You know, Aruto could be a voice porn actor," I said, and Milo chuckled."Should I just set you two up?
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the chapter, Daisy was confessing to her best friend that she could not choose between the men. "They are not the same, and I love them all. If only I could split my body and heart and give it to them." Daisy confessed. "But that is not the part they would love, because like you love them differently, they love you wholly." Gisselle, her best friend replied. "But then if, if I still had my memories, do you think it would be easier to choose?" she asked, tears brimming in her eyes. Daisy had spent weeks mulling over the issue. 'What if she had forgotten something that would help her have an easy time picking, or did she have to choose? If she asked for more time, would they give it to her, or would they plot other ways to make her love them more?' She had reached her breaking point. Currently, she was avoiding all of the men, and
It didn't take me long to realize that silence was the best option. It was made especially clear when my butler, Erden, had rushed three well-known physicians to the mansion even before dawn. I was now participating in my last check-up with the physicians, and I have to say, I was really close to being sent away and declared mentally unfit.The only way to stay alive long enough to figure out how to exit the book was to be quiet."Everything seems okay, my lady. Did you perhaps ingest something that did not agree with you?" The middle-aged man kneeling before me asked. He was from checking my pulse with his stethoscope, or something that looked like one, and he was currently packing it away."No, no, I know that I gave everyone a scare yesterday, but as I said, I am fine now. I momentarily forgot myself, that is all." I smiled.Like hell I am, I want to go home! Milo…Oh shoot! Milo will be so mad if I am late tomorrow."My lady, that in itse
The fact that I am receiving an official summoning must mean that the White Winter ball is near.Fuck! Why do I have to go through this?I didn't even know that I was fucking a Knight and it was more like he fucked me, I didn't even get him anywhere!-That's hardly a proper defence but still. - I sighed. -And I'm not Vivanna! I'm just a sex-starved, I mean was, I was a sex-starved lawyer who just went to sleep!-Maybe if I had gotten laid when Milo had suggested I wouldn't have easily been convinced that it was a sex dream!"Are you not going to open it? My lady?" The maid asked jolting me from my thoughts."Oh!..uh" I gazed at the letter again.In Envia, it was customary for someone to open a letter, especially an official one, before a witness for it to be considered read."What is your name?" I asked the brown-haired maid, and she frowned.-Did she frown because I am supposed to know her name, or because
"You, pick my outfit for the day." I pointed to the maid with the timidest looking posture."y-yes!" she said, and I recognized her voice as the one that had stammered outside my door.The girl had long brown hair held in such a tight bun that I was almost sure it would peel right off her scalp. Her outfit was so stiff, it was like she had starched it for longer than the recommended duration. She looked like a walking box.-I don't even think the wind would affect the dress.-Was it her first day here?Or is she acting like this on purpose?"Stay here till I come back from my bath, you alone shall dress me," I said, and the rest of the maids had stiffened."Yes, my lady." They replied nonetheless, but they each sent her an apologetic look.The 'new' maid's green eyes filled with tears, as though she had truly expected the worst. But I didn't comfort her after all, I didn't know her side."Let's go." I said to the t
I know, I know, I promised more Vivanna and Kassian, but as I was writing, the Envian arc turned out bigger than I thought it would. {Please don’t stone me, I am a terrible planner} So, I decided to focus on background information that will play key roles in book two. Though I wanted to add more Envian adventures, it wouldn't be fair to do so burned out; that way, I can give more thought to their relationships and the flow of the story. This is a great place to end book one and perhaps take a breather before I start planning for book two. So far, you have met or 'heard of' (ahem) the major leads, and now book two will be centred on: Daisy, Erden, Kassian, Bryant, the demon, a bit of travelling to different continents with Isaac and more of fierce Vivanna, lol, unfortunately, the bumbling and uncertain Vivanna dies in book one and comes back far more villainous in book two. I’d also like to thank you so much for reading.
“Wake Field Dutchy, ran by the Mint household, has acres and acres of farmland where we plant various kinds of tea….”The meeting went on in that fashion until finally, Augustine called on me.“I’d like to hear what Portburgh has to offer?” he said.Snickers filled the hall as whispers of ‘country bumkin’ and ‘harlot’ surfaced.“Well, this is a surprise,” I said, then stood from my seat, letting the white dress flow freely from my body.“As you know, Portburgh is on the south of Envia-,”‘Is she giving out geography lessons to stall?’….-Yes, I am-‘Probably reminding herself of its existence.’-Give it a rest.-“…and North-east of Cursix.” I cleared my thoughts, and my mind flashed back to the map of portburg in Vivanna’s office, “ You said that Aquellia and Dia were l
“Well, did you hear me call you?” the spectacled stranger prodded, ignoring the sensation in his hand.“Apparently, I did not. Do you just make it a hobby to harass the first gorgeous thing you see?”“Hah,” the man scoffed, “I’d hardly call you gorgeous.”“green is not a good colour on you.” I retorted.Seeing as I was successfully bantering with a stranger, that had to mean that he, knew ‘Vivanna’, knew me.Either way, it's best to keep chatter short. That way, I can limit the suspicions.“So? What the hell do you want.”Was I coming on too strong?“The prince says that you do not need to attend the seminar. The ceremony must have worn y-,”I placed my hand before him to silence him.“First of all, do not tell me how I feel. That is terribly insulting, but seeing as you just grabbed my hand so violently-&rd
The purple patch of discolouration on the King’s neck was proof of poisoning, yet he could stand before me, before all the nobles in the room and pretend that there is nothing wrong with him.Patricide, in nobility, is not rare. In fact, when I was reading about his death, I didn’t particularly find it shocking that his son was poisoning him, however seeing it with my own eyes…“Child, your father would be proud to see you stand here today.”I doubt it. The glimpse of him from my nightmares told me that I could do nothing to make him feel proud.“yes.” I smiled.“I heard that you lost your concubine.” He sighed, “sometimes things like that happen, but I hope that you will be careful in wrapping up this matter.”“Even though he is a fallen prince, he had allies.” The King whispered to me, “If it is not handled well, this matter could cause a nationwide war.&r
“…and now, I declare, you, Lady Vivanna Pursioe Rorei, the official dutchess of Portburgh and an official part of one of the two dutchy households in the kingdom of Envia.” The King, a frail white-haired man, announced before applause filled the room.The event was more exquisite than I had imagined. If Kassian hadn't gifted me a white and red gown to wear to the event, I probably would have been embarrassed.Still, it's ten a.m, and everyone is in dresses rather than pyjamas. I can't really say that I favour the culture of this world…‘This world’…My world?That stupid mage, saying shit like that then paring it with ‘the people involved in the reincarnation spell, ‘including you’, had their memories distorted and gave something up because what we did was against all known laws,’So, according to him, I owe a whole lotta people but have no recollection of it.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. SENSITIVE TOPICS ARE DISCUSSED “Okay, last question, Why did you want to assassinate the prince of Envia.” “I didn’t.” I shrugged, “I just wanted to hit him. That can’t be classified as an assassination attempt. I mean, for god's sake, his face is soo….” I sighed. “I..wouldn't have tried to if he…if he didn’t look so much like Rodrick. Basically, it was a momentary loss of ….” I sighed then my lips sealed themselves shut before the next words could flow from me. “Hmm, are you going to proceed?” “If I don’t want to, does that mean that we can proceed with my questions now?” “Well, yes, but I do intend to pay in kind.” He shrugged, and I rolled my eyes. “When…” my voice broke, I never in a thousand years thought that I could confess this…untold tragedy to anyone. The full day’s events were a secret that I had vowed to take to my grave, but at this point, what
“Where am I?” I asked, my voice sounding groggy or was it lazy? All I was certain of is that my body felt weak and I, myself, felt weary. -Why, why was I throw into the past? Why do I keep coming back as Vivanna?- “Wow, you don’t even want to know who I am?” I was in the same dress that I had gone to the ball in, only barefoot. I made myself more comfortable by sitting cross-legged on the ground. I stared down at the floor once more, or rather the cosmos then sighed. Even if I were to search for clues…this situation is way beyond my control, and frankly…I am tired. More than just physical exhaustion, I think I have just had enough. “Neiwei? Is he alright?” I asked, and the man frowned. In fluid movements, probably because his legs had turned to inky smoke, he flowed to me, then with his sharp claws oozing his essence, he tilted my chin. “Ah… I see you had erased all the bad things that the goddess made you relive?” -The goddess
“What's this? A peace offering?” I asked, frowning at the cheap trinket she offered “No, you idiot, this is a birthday gift from me.” “I mean, I prefer money, but….” I said, then reached for the trinket. As soon as my hand touched the object she held, her pink eye turned golden, and as though that wasn’t bad enough, it began glowing. A chill crept up my spine, forcing me to still in my spot. The sounds that often framed nightfall were silenced, and even the air’s stillness could be felt. -The hell is going on? I can’t…move my body? - “Isn't it about time you wake up?” Milossa spoke in a voice that did not even sound like her own. Her lips were moving, yes, but they did not match her words. “Vivanna, or should I call you Annabelle?” the voice said, “You know of the tragedies that will befall you next. Last time your emotions were deeply disturbed, you had many people around you whose energies you could absorb, but right
“So…what? Do you want to take me out or something?” I joked.Well, my version of a joke anyway.The sound of the flickering of a lighter caused me to turn and face Monet, who already had a lit cigarette placed firmly on her lips.“Are you allowed to do that?”“Maybe not, but does it look like it changes anything?”“I never pegged you for the pessimistic type.”“Hmm…” she replied, then exhaled.The smoke pooling from her mouth framed her face, obscuring her dejected expression for only a few seconds.“I am dying, Annabelle.”“No shit, though I have to admit, this is the first time I am seeing a person die because of a disease.”“That’s rather cold-blooded, you brat!” she chuckled, then continued, “But, unfortunately for you, I am not ill, so I guess your goal has yet to be achieved?. I was poiso