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While he was looking at them as if he were looking at goods... they had already entered the room;
In their hands were clothes similar to the ones they were wearing, but not plain like theirs, but rather decorated and decorated with stones.
After leaving the clothes they had on the bed, they just stood in front of me instead of leaving.
Whose were all these and why did they bring them?
I was trying not to speak up because I didn't want to cause trouble for anyone. I don't want them to harm me like other mafias.
While I was silently watching what they were doing, I was praying for them to leave here quickly. Because; Let them leave here, so I want to go home without being seen by anyone.
While I'm waiting impatiently, instead of leaving, they're getting closer to me. What is their purpose or will they harm me?
It was as if they were trying to tell something with their eyes. But since I was a little nervous, I didn't understand what they were trying to show.
"Princess, which one would you like to wear?"
Did this man call me Prince or did I hear wrong? Also, what I thought was true. They brought the dresses for me.
"Who are you and why do I need to choose a dress?"
The men were looking at me strangely, as if what I said was something ridiculous.
So, after all, I didn't know them. The questions I asked were very reasonable questions.
"Sir, we are your servants." He took a break from his speech, communicated with each other with his eyes, and then turned to me again and started speaking.
" Dresses to wear to the other kingdom, my Prince "
Palace? What is the palace? Is there any place called a palace left today? Are they kidding me? What if what they say is not a lie but the truth?
While I was starting to get very worried, they realized that I was confused and started approaching me without asking any more questionsWhat is their intention? Or were they hired to bully me like those people?
When they approached me, they grabbed both my arms and made me get up from the bed.
Suddenly, without realizing what they were doing, they started taking off my clothes.
Even though I started pulling my hands to prevent it, I couldn't get any results.
They chose one of the clothes they had just brought me and started to dress me.
The dress was perfect for me.
When they finished with the dress, they pulled my arms again and brought me to a mirrored table.
I was shocked when I saw the view in front of the mirror. Because; The person in the mirror was making the same movements just like me.
And I'm sure that person is definitely me.
But it's definitely not my body, whose body is it?
This must be a dream or a nightmare, there is no other explanation. Or did I get into it like these stories I read, or did I reanimate and reincarnate from someone's body in another world?
I don't know how this works, but I'm sure it's not my world, because there is no kingdom in my world.
The suit I was wearing had stones on the sleeves and collar, as if they were red and pink with light stones sprinkled in between. The suit fits me perfectly, as if it was made just for me.
After I styled my hair slightly wavy, they didn't listen and started applying make-up even though I told them that I didn't want them to do it on my face. Even though I was uncomfortable, I was very pleased with the result.
My face looked brighter and livelier than before.
When they were done with me, they stood up and asked me if I liked it. To be honest, I was very happy. I will hurt a lot with this face. If even men don't fall in love with me, I don't know anything either.
The face in the mirror was very handsome. He had blond hair and eyes that were almost the same color as his hair. He had a tiny upturned nose and looked very cute.
His skin was white and his face was quite small compared to a man. His body was considered to be 1.60 meters tall at most. My waist is thin.
I definitely died... I migrated to another body..m. Or I'm in a coma and I'm dreaming right now. There can be no other explanation for this.
I turned around and addressed one of the servants, "What is my name, how old am I?"
Even though they were surprised by the question I asked, they still answered.
"Your name is Michael Twinkle and you are 13 years old."
I'm definitely in someone else's body.
13 years of young body again? I will experience puberty. It's enough, but I don't want it... Adolescence is very difficult...
While I was about to ask questions again to learn more about me, I could hear movement outside. Then suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside.
A knight who looked like he was in ancient times walked in. Leaning in front of me from afar
"Princess, you need to set off now. The cars have already prepared for the journey. They are waiting for you to leave." After he said, the surroundings were quiet for a moment, the maids next to me started to take me gently but quickly, holding both of my arms.
What's going on, why am I always treated like this? Okay, even if they didn't behave like the mafia this time, I was still afraid when people behaved like this.
Where would I go? Without even giving me time to ask, they quickly put me in an ancient horse-drawn carriage.
The inside of the car looked completely different from the outside. There were soft cushions on the seats, and the interior looked as comfortable as two cars. This must be wealth.
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