The Resetting Lady

He was an obvious person. It's not a new twist, Karen blinked and thought so. This life ends up as Prince Gwizu's plaything. I'll hang myself for a chance. Karen sighed openly.

"Lighten the room. Now that I'm awake, I have to get up."

Prince Gwiz instructed the servants behind him.

The room was revealed when several torches were caught on the wall. It looked much bigger than I felt in the dark. The ceiling was so high that it looked even more so. Is this the basement of the royal palace? There was inevitable moisture because it was a basement, but when the torches were caught everywhere, it soon disappeared.

"I won't turn on the stove because it's still hot. Are you all right?"

"…yes."

Right. It's still summer. A fireplace is not necessary. Moderate temperature is important. It would be appropriate for the accessories in the room. Karen was convinced.

There were many luxurious things. There were many differences from Verdick's house. Berdick's basement was a thoroughly physical space, but this was a space of entertainment.

Karen's bed was covered with green silk, a table and a chair by the fire, and some books on the table. The chair was decorated with gold, and the table was made of marble and ivory.

The bookshelf contained several books and ornaments. There was chess, there was cards. There were even dolls that children could play with. I'm going to die trying to cater to Prince Gwiz. Karen went to the chair that Gwiz pointed to and sat down.

"I... went to Mr. Berdick's house, and I opened my eyes and found him here."

"Because he wants to look good to me. How did you like me so much?”

Prince Gwiz replied in a much more slippery voice than when he first met him. He even smiled. You've judged that Berdick Evans is capable of grabbing and selling himself. Karen was angry with Verdick. I'd rather hit my neck like before.

"…is that why he handed me over?”

He only went into the mansion to meet Dulan at the very least. Prince Gwiz laughed and approached Karen.

"He is also a greedy merchant. I don't know because you're young."

His hand stroked Karen's cheek. The wrinkled hands trembled slightly. He seemed to hold something back. But I didn't think the patience would last that long. Karen opened her mouth. I wanted to turn my attention to something else.

"What did you hand over to Mr. Berdick Evans?”

"It has nothing to do with you."

"…why did Verdick Evans hand me over?”

Prince Gwiz opened Karen's mouth with his fingers. Karen wanted to keep her mouth shut, but she did not disobey his power and opened it.

"Your lips are pretty."

Should I say thank you? But it was hard to do that because my mouth was open. He didn't seem to be asking for it either. He pulled out his hand. Karen frowned because she felt salty. Even that was hard to bear. Prince Gwiz didn't care much about it, though his facial expressions were not well managed.

"Berdick Evans wanted only one."

Prince Gwiz reached out to Karen. He was polite. Karen took the hand. Prince Gwiz put his hand on Karen's waist. He twirled around Karen's waist and hand. Karen looked behind her.

"I wanted your ruin."

“…….”

"The enemy of his daughter, who killed his father. Did you kill Haier?”

There was no music, but I felt like I could hear a song.

How? The fact was obvious. Karen thought of an empty room. I thought of a man who was not where he was supposed to be. Oh, I see.

Duran betrayed himself.

Prince Gwiz held Karen by the waist and took steps. The body moves according to a constant beat.

"But I'm not going to destroy you. Why would I do that? I've worked so hard to get it'

“…….”

"Why would I hate you for choosing what you like?"

My father was swayed by the rope. He shakes and laughs.

Tom killed me? You know well that's not it. Did you quit? No, I'm sure you ran. He would have jumped in and hung a string around my neck and laughed.’

The good times are over. Prince Gwiz whispered in Karen's ear. in a secret voice as if he were a lover in spite of the need to do so

"Did you have fun? It's okay. I'll protect you."

"…you have no intention of letting me go."

"Yes, so I hope you like this room."

He dances. He turns Karen's body. Karen left herself to Prince Gwiz's dance and looked around the room.

"It's going to be fun.”

The room was luxurious and quite spacious. Most of the things in the room sparkled. There were many toys, too. Karen couldn't take her eyes off each of the items. They were all of the finest.

The most compelling were the ornaments hanging on the wall.

"Ah."

The ceiling was high and the walls were heavily decorated. That was a long way to go, but some even recreated famous paintings, throwing even things for viewers to think about. If you don't scream, you can ask Prince Gwiz about your collection. Karen didn't scream, but it wasn't all right.

It was the people that spread out on the wall and were decorated.

"I want to hear your impressions."

Most were women, sometimes men. Karen saw the woman hanging closest to her. She was showing and embracing everything with her arms open like a benevolent saint. There was no more gut in the ship where there was a scarlet gut,

And Karen saw a familiar face among them. He had his own maid. The clothes were all stripped off, one hand and one foot were cut off. Donna made eye contact with Karen. My mouth opened.

"Huh…Ah."

Donna's mouth uttered a speech that could not be spoken. Blood came out of his open mouth.

"…I…Ha."

Karen spoke in a stifled voice. A pent-up voice that didn't have to be decorated barely escaped. Her voice is similar to Donna's.

Karen recalled a series of murders and disappearances of women in the capital city. Why so many people disappeared, why the investigation was not done properly, why it was written small in the newspaper.

Baron Ahin must have been the culprit, why?

Karen soon found out why. Baron Ain was caught when he went bankrupt after gambling with Karen. And his trial was strangely stretched and finally released due to lack of evidence. Karen speculated that Baron Ain had made money elsewhere to manipulate the witness, but it wasn't.

Prince Gwiz gave the money to Baron Ain.

"The Baron Ahin is not a man to kill."

Raymond was right.

Donna's eyes met. Tears streamed from my eyes. I should have taken Donna's hand so I can connect her, no, no. Wake up, but.

"Can I scream?”

Karen herself was also stupid to feel.

Damn it, what did I just say? Karen wanted to cry. No, tears were coming out a little.

Scream... Scream... I want to. Yes...?”

Please, please.

The generous Prince Gwiz allowed that.

Karen screamed.

It was a scream that I couldn't even recognize. I couldn't stand it without screaming.

Prince Gwiz laughed while Karen screamed.

He hugged Karen, who was laughing and screaming, and danced her round waltz.

The royal dance teachers will be proud to see Prince Gwiz. He danced perfectly even holding a screaming woman. Even without music, the beat does not go wrong. Perfect, but the teachers of the law will be ashamed to see him. His smile was so undignified and distorted. He couldn't control his joy and was almost drooling and laughing.

"Hahahaha!"

Is this what a heroine who refuses a happy ending gets?

Karen thought so.

"You must have been very surprised."

"…I'm fine now."

After all, no matter what happens, you can't scream all day. Karen regained her composure. Of course, only in my head. Perhaps this is so frightened that it's calmingled.

Anyway, when Karen stopped screaming, Prince Gwiz stopped laughing. It was a relief. His smile made me feel so bad. But the dance is not over. Prince Gwiz stopped laughing out loud, but the dance continued. Karen was dragged into his hands. Gwiz led Karen and asked.

Did you like the present?”

That gift was him, too. Karen felt bloated when she imagined that the ribbon was wrapped beautifully in her ears and put in with flowers. I feel bad that an old man is imitating young girls. Even the main content is a person's fragmented body.

"You have a bad taste."

"Really?"

Karen tried to speak calmly.

"Yes, the cut side of the hand wasn't clean. Did you want the effect through contrast? But I'm in such extreme contrast... I... I don't really like alcohol.”

"Haha, I chose the wrong gift."

Gwiz laughed delightfully again.

But as before, it wasn't a mine, it was a proper laugh.

It stopped quickly.

I stopped laughing and dancing.

Prince Gwiz took off his close-knit body and looked down.

"I hate women who pretend to be strong."

“…….”

My hands are getting tired. Karen feels her fingernails burrowing into her hand. to be sick

Prince Gwiz says.

"It's ridiculous to be so nervous and pretending to be okay. They were all around me. He pretends he's different, he's not afraid, he's something special."

Then I grabbed Karen's chin. And it gives you strength. It hurts. I'm turning my head. I can see Donna's face. The face is soaking with blood that I can't see the expression well. Prince Gwiz again presses Karen's body and leads her to Donna. Donna's face is visible as the street nears.

"Most people did. He pretended to be pretty strong at first. Of course, until his arm is cut off. What kind of maid were you usually? It's really so noisy...I cut my foot, and it's quiet. Were you always that talkative?"

“…….”

"I asked."

Give strength to your hands. Press hard on the ball. Karen has to answer.