Yasashī Shinjitsu to Seiryaku Kekkon Vol I Chapter 12
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‘For
someone who is going to be the Empress of a country, to be surrounded by only
maids…?'
‘Hm…’
Usually,
there was a class hierarchy. There were some classed that were allowed to speak
to royalty, and royalty could speak amongst themselves.
Matilda was unsure of the social structure of
Barenshiaga, so she held back on having conversations with the maids because of
that.
Leandroth undid the fastening in front of Matilda’s dress, his fingers
brushing against her skin leaving tingling sensations.
‘Well, don’t you think?’ he asked huskily
‘Ah~ ah~ that…’
The dress was a form fitting one; a thick wine
coloured material that fitted tightly from under her bust to her knee and
softly draped down to the floor. Leandroth pulled down her chemise and drew her
breast out and took it into his heated mouth.
She gasped at the sensation. Her body arched back. He suckled on the breast,
whilst he teased the other through the dress with one hand and fondled her
buttocks with the other. Matilda cried out without thinking. She covered her
mouth with her hand, how could she be so loud? It was lunch break at the office;
anyone could come in at any moment! Yet, her breasts were exposed and fondled
in such a place and she was moaning loudly in response. It was too much; she
was confused by her reactions. Leandroth pulled away,
‘Mattie,
I'm sorry. I got carried away.’ He said huskily. He gave a final lick to the exposed
rose coloured bud, dropped a quick kiss to the other breast and gave her a deep
kiss. Her body responded and her exposed breast jiggled invitingly.
‘Ah, I want to take you to bed right now.’
‘Oh
you idiot!’ she said without spite.
‘Yes,
I am stupid; I am unable to resist your charm. I am a little fool for you,’ Leandroth
said jokingly as he put her expertly back together again. Matilda was a little
disappointed. It had been almost like a daydream that that she had her body
exposed in the office.
Without the longing ache in her nipples and lower
abdomen, she would have hardly believed it happened.
‘But
you are too defenceless; I just want to jump you all the time. So bear that in
mind when you embrace me defencelessly again, I might not be able to stop.’ He
growled as he fondled Matilda’s breast over her dress.
'They feel so soft and comfortable. No more, seriously this is
unsightly of me.’ Leandroth said as he reluctantly let her go and turned away.
Watching him, Matilda said.
‘I
just wanted to hold you,’ in an apologetic small voice. Leandroth stared at
her, his eyes wide. Has she said something strange?
‘Mattie,’
‘Yes,’
she replied. His eyes shone like stars. She really thought it funny that he did
not have ears and a tail. It would be so fitting.
‘I
love you.’ Matilda’s
face blushed bright red at such a straightforward confession.
‘Thank
you very much.’ she said, ‘That…’
‘Hmm?’ She
covered her mouth with her hands then put them back down holding them in front
of her as she turned away shyly and said softly, so softly if he hadn't had all
his attention on her he would not have heard,
‘I
like you very much too.' She
closed her eyes, relieved that she had managed to convey her growing feelings.
She heard a chair scrape the floor loudly, she opened her eyes to find herself
in Leandroth’s arms,
‘Mattie…’
In his warm arms, she breathed a sigh of relief. But his hug was really tight,
she felt slightly claustrophobic, had he been anxious about it?
She
was a Princess who came to be married in a foreign country without her personal
maids or a lady in waiting. Amid expectations and uneasiness, having a husband
who was naturally easy to talk to would naturally allow feelings to grow. But
she did wonder if he had interest in other women…Or had he been trying to make
her jealous?
‘So
was it my female general – one of the ladies you saw in the garden?’
‘Ah…’
‘Or
one of the court ladies?’
She
thought of what she had come up with, Leandroth was still.
‘I'm
sorry.’ He rested his cheek on her head.
‘I
will introduce you soon. I wanted to choose people who are friendly and easy to
get along with for your court.’
Matilda
put her arms up between them and pushed him away. He looked down at her
curiously. She raised her hands and pinched Leandroth’s cheeks,
‘This
is a punishment for not telling me earlier!’
As
she spoke, she pulled the pinches up and down, left and right, left and right,
then drew a circle and pulled down to release it last. She even sang a childish ditty as she did it.
Because
his face was hard to pinch, she had to use a lot of strength but she didn't
mind.
She
may not have laughed like this since she was a child.
‘I
will forgive you with that. We are closer now, comrades even; so there will be
no more secrets.’
Leandroth,
who had been massaging his assaulted cheeks, hugged Matilda again.
‘That’s
wonderful. I will quickly finish my work. Wait for me.’ He said excitedly,
kissing her forehead.
In
her head, a voice said she was in trouble, but her heart wasn't listening.
Matilda put her arms around his strong body and said really quietly
‘I'm waiting.’
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When they returned to the office, they called the chief of staff first. She was
someone that Leandroth thought was on his side,
‘Pardon
me, your Highness.’
‘I'm
sorry for pulling you from your duties, I am sure you are very busy. Please
have a seat.’ Matilda was standing near the windows, she smiled and indicated
that the woman
‘I
cannot to that.’
‘I
would like to speak with you as Leandroth’s nurse maid. Please forget our
status; if you don’t sit, I wonder if I can…’ Matilda said gently.
She
was undoubtedly troubled, ‘Julia1, sit down. If don’t I will order you to.’
‘Certainly…yes.’
Julia the Chief of Staff sat on the sofa and stared at Matilda
‘Leann
told me you are totally on his side, so he told me to consult you if I had any
troubles.’ Matilda said, keeping a bright smile on her face. Julia looked
panic-stricken and glanced around.
‘Leann said it would be okay. He said you started from the bottom, so you will
understand.’
Julia
raised her face, and her stoical mask returned, and apologised,
‘I'm
sorry to have been rude in your presence.’
‘You
may want to talk to Leann but you’ll have to talk with me for a while. Forgive
me.’
Julia
clutched the skirt of her livery
‘I
don’t think I will be trusted right away by asking you to believe in me, but
for the time being, I want to make a declaration…’
‘Declaration,
your Highness?’
‘Your
precious Prince, nay, he is now your majesty the Emperor Leandroth. I want to
make him happy.’
‘Princess
Matilda…’ Julia’s
eyes opened wide in surprise (Zuben: too many wide open eyes up in this here place)
‘Therefore,
I would like to start with his well-being.’
‘Well-being,
your Highness?’ Why the question? Why the widened eyes? Has
she said anything strange?
‘To
be happy in life you need a few things: First of all, good health, non
stressful lifestyle, a good diet and moderate exercise. And not to be sedentary
in one’s old age!’ She said clenching her fists in a strong fighting pose
unconsciously, for emphasis.
‘In
Icecoreta, I assisted my father the King, so I know the most important thing is
the well being of the ruler. Not sleeping for nearly two days is not joke. Even
if he is able to bear it with youth at the moment, one day he will collapse.’
‘So
one of the things I would like to propose is proper means. I do want you to be
careful not to be dismissed. But if that happens, I want you to draw on the
authority of the Emperor.’
Julia
stared in surprise, her mouth agapes at him. I
wonder what I am saying something strange? (Zuben: How much wider is this
woman's mouth going to open?)
Matilda
was becoming really anxious about this.
‘Princess
Matilda, what did his Majesty say to you?
‘That
if he complains about something someone’s head flies…’
Did
the flying heads not mean a dismissal? Although
Leandro's speech is mostly refined and upper class, there were phrases he’d use
that she would not understand. It was
due to growing up in the battlefield from an early age, he spent his
pre-ruling days with mercenaries and ordinary people, so sometimes his speech
turned rough and wild. But it was rather pleasing, especially when he was excited.
‘I'm
afraid to say, but when he says that the head will fly…’ Julia paled further
and her fingers tightened on her livery skirt.
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The neck flies. Beheaded.
Matilda
frowned as she knew what was not said.
‘Are
they trying to make the Emperor look like a tyrant?'
‘They
are like a child with a sharp knife; it is fun to use it to cut anything’
‘They
are foolish. There is a small story called the Equal Inheritance of the Rigeon
Garden from my home town, you may have heard of it.’
Matilda
shook her head, ‘No,’
‘Four
girls were born to a family that owned extensive orchards. The garden was
divided into four, one for each child. They decided to also divide the house
evenly between them. But such an arrangement is not sustainable forever.’ Julia
calmly said. (Zuben: Anyone who understands this parable needs to
explain it to me)
Matilda
nodded in agreement.
‘It
seems that there are such idiots that are caught up in satisfying themselves in
the now, playing with power.’ Matilda
frowned, deep in thought so much so her head ached, the pounded her fist into
the armrest.
‘Hmm,
shall I show myself as the Princess?’
It
looked like her current status of the emperor’s lover seemed to have power.
‘Chief of Staff Julia, I would like to dismiss the Chamberlain and the Head
Chef. I would like a list of potential enemies and potential replacements. Do
you think this is possible?’ Matilda asked, Julia frowned, reassessing the
young woman before her’
‘I
think I begin to understand why our Majesty chose you.’
‘Huh?’
she said puzzled, it seems this woman was misunderstanding something.
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Zuben:
[1]
Julia Hojo the Chief of Staff. That name was bestowed by me on the originally
nameless and formless Chief of Staff. This writer doesn't seem to see fit to describe
her characters or name them. Only Leandroth has had proper realisation. I
debated all through the edit whether to give “Julia” form, but I decided I
would be imposing my imagination on the readers; it is not my own book. But I
sure as hell wasn't going to keep calling her “chief of staff” every time I
wanted to indicate her.
Haven't heard this exact parable but another similar one and it seems to fit the context so essentially it is talking about the division of power within the court, but this is an ineffective way of ruling the country. In order for everything to flourish and be prosperous they need to be united. Just like the orchard being split up four way. Even though it may not be an issue now, it will not last long as conflict will definitely arise between the different fractions
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for explaining that. It is so obvious, but my dunderhead doesn't like parables. Like riddles, my brain just automatically gives up any attempt at understanding. Thanks again. :)x
DeleteÉ tipo a parábola que apareceu em valente,o filme da princesa ruiva....a cena em que a mãe pegou um jogo de xadrez e fez quatro peças apoiarem o tabuleiro,só que logo uma das peças ela jogou e o equilíbrio não pode ser mantido.
ReplyDeletePode ser justo mas eventualmente se tornará problemático com alguns dos poderes fazendo um desequilíbrio
Obrigada pelo esclarecimento ^.^/
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