Chapter 442 of 622

PAID

I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince265 words~2 min read

During the play, most of what I did was pretty much the same.

Backstage, I would desperately memorize the next lines while reading from the script Penelope had prepared for me. Once on stage, I tried my best to slowly deliver the lines I had memorized, immersing myself in the emotions.

It was my first time playing the role of Julia, but since I had thoroughly familiarized myself with the play's plot from Luminor Academy, it was going relatively smoothly.

Ethan, who had been drawn into this play because of me, was doing surprisingly well—far better than I expected.@@novelbin@@

"Oh, I'd rather throw myself off a cliff or enter a goblin-infested nest than marry Paris! Or perhaps you should bury me in a crypt filled with rotting skulls! If Leon isn't the one who has stolen my heart, I'll do anything to keep my honor!"

"Ah, Julia, I feel the same way. I can't let that bloated noble take you away! If your honor, more precious than all of McCoy's wealth, were to be handed over to that scoundrel, I swear I'd tear down Paris's walls until nothing but rubble remains!"

...Honestly, he's really good.

While I had experience from my past life learning the exaggerated voice and gestures typical of theater, Ethan, though this was his first time, was already fully immersed in his role, delivering his lines flawlessly.

In contrast, I was cutting down nearly ten lines to half, but Ethan barely stumbled over the original script. Thanks to that, I could follow his lines without missing a beat in this breath-controlled performance.

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