As the Overpowered Protagonist’s Little Sister, I Don’t Want Any Affection!
Chapter 1: After Sending the Knife, I Was Locked in the Dungeon by Readers A cold sensation spread beneath her as Camilla regained consciousness on the rough stone floor. A dull, swollen ache throbbed at the back of her neck. All she could see was the dim, damp rock wall; the air was thick with mold and the faint sound of dripping wate...
Chapter 1: After Sending the Knife, I Was Locked in the Dungeon by Readers A cold sensation spread beneath her as Camilla regained consciousness on the rough stone floor. A dull, swollen ache throbbed at the back of her neck. All she could see was the dim, damp rock wall; the air was thick with mold and the faint sound of dripping water somewhere in the distance. She moved her limbs slightly, and the coarse iron shackles immediately scraped her already raw wrists, sending a sharp wave of pain. “Mm…?!” She found herself slumped in the corner of a cell, with a strange, rose-scented silk handkerchief stuffed in her mouth. What happened? Wasn’t I just buying groceries at the market? How did I end up in this damned place? Her mind raced, trying to piece together the situation. In her previous l
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