Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 149

(EP-149.1) Aspect #2

149 – New Aspect #2

Sunday morning.

Those who had experienced waking up on an early Sunday morning would understand.

The unusual tranquility of the cool and still air.

The peacefulness unique to Sunday mornings.

Amidst such peace, there laid a picture-perfect scene between the sheets.

Saegeun, saegeun.

“.......”

Perhaps not wanting to disturb that sleep, even the birds remained silent, and not a single breeze flowed through the window.

Indeed, it was beautiful.

Was the Sleeping Beauty like this? No, I quickly changed my mind.

This was more {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} reminiscent of Snow White, who fell into deep slumber when she ate the poisoned apple.

It was a combination of eerie beauty that didn’t belong to the realm of the living. With that said, I instinctively reached my hand towards her delicate little nose.

Seureuk, seureuk.

At the tip of my fingers, I felt a small breeze, like the flutter of a baby bird’s wings. Proof that Aira was breathing. She, Aira, was still in this world.

A life that would have burnt out like a bright candlelight if it had been the original.

A life only possible because of my hand.

I twisted her fate and brought back the life that was supposed to end tragically. With this being the case, wouldn’t it only be fair for me to claim some ownership of this beauty?

I playfully imagined that I might have a stake in Aira’s life. In a way, I was like a major shareholder of Aira.

“Mhmm.”

Seureureuk.

Aira tossed and turned on her side. Thanks to this, the half-lowered blanket exposed the white and immaculate skin of her chest under her black blouse.

How could a Queen be so defenseless?

I felt a mischievous desire rising within me, but I forcefully suppressed it as I gently parted my lips.

“Aira-nim.”

Seureureu.

Aira’s eyes slowly opened. She blinked her long, black lashes a few times, and said in a drowsy and wistful voice.

“Oh, I see... It was just a dream...”

“What dream was it?”

“Well, it was there in my mind just a moment ago. But, for some reason, I can’t seem to recall it now.”

“I see.”

Dreams were inherently volatile. Even a slight disturbance could cause them to wither like dried leaves blown away by the wind.

Seureuk.

Aira got up and adjusted her clothes.

“But, it was still an interesting dream.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Would you like a change of clothes?”

“Yes. I think I’ll go with Nymph Black for today’s color.”

“Nymph Black, understood.”

Seukseuk.

Aira stretched her limbs and yawned. Her appearance reminded me of Keongkeong, and I couldn’t help but feel a slight affection.

I quickly dressed Aira, who seemed half-awake, and combed her hair gently with a brush.

Aira was like a living doll, accepting my touch without resistance and obediently following along. It came natural to her, as she lived her life without any worry of changing clothes on her own. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

Elga, Mirna, and Professor Stella all grew up as nobles.

In the case of Aira, she suited the image of a flower in a greenhouse better than anyone else.

To think that such a girl would end up in the gallows.

I suddenly became curious about what Aira might have been thinking just before her execution. Because the original story was strictly narrated from the perspective of the protagonist, the Hunter.

What did Aira, who didn’t even change her own stockings, think at the end of her life? I didn’t know. I couldn’t even know what Aira was thinking right now.

How did the young Queen perceive the world?

What would I look like in her eyes?