All About My Nothings

via Google ‘Puppet?’ She echoed. Matilda tilted her head in thought. She heard that word back in her home country, but her kingdom’s evaluation of Barenshiaga and Leandroth was favourable. Matilda shook her head to indicate no such thing had been heard. She placed her fork on her exquisite china place and picked up her tea cup. ‘What about the rumour that my younger brother and I are children of a mistress Princess, and not the previous Empress?’ She nodded. It was well known that the previous Emperor and Empress could not bear children, so they adopted the children of the Emperor’s sickly mistress; also a Princess in her own right. (Zuben: Why are these women always sickly? If they are not, they are usually mercenary.) Leandroth heaved a great sigh. ‘Her illness was caused by a disease,’ Matilda tilted her head, trying to decipher his mumbling. ‘I will tell you about her 1 , but it is not like you may be imagining.’ He said darkly, The words ...

via GIPHY My 1,2,3...5 readers may notice my theme changes a lot! I can't help it. It is a compulsion. I am fully never satisfied with the look a theme has. Also, I'm gonna start editing "Please be more serious" a Chinese romance novel from Chapter 34. I dunno how fast I will do it but it will be done. I am very invested in the story, it just doesn't have any "fun times" to keep me eager.

via zerochan She woke to find herself naked in his arms. This was something she could never have fathomed before coming here. She felt a little dizzy. It is before the marriage. It is before the marriage. It is before the marriage. Those words went round and round in her head. Although Matilda was in a minor state of shock, she raised her head to look at Leandroth sleeping. A ghost of a smile was on his sleeping face, he looked like a little boy. She gave a wry smile; his sleeping face was not that of an adult but one of a mischievous child. Someone who said she was right for him. His favourite thing. Matilda closed her eyes. The sensation of someone else’s breathing, their warmth; it made her feel comforted to be close like this. But would she be able to bear it if she lost this warmth someday? Even if she was now being told she was cute or beautiful, those will fade someday. When she became a wrinkled old lady, would he still say such things? ...

Yasashī Shinjitsu to Seiryaku Kekkon Vol  I  Chapter  9  - NSF places where someone might be looking over your shoulder via Tumblr The bathroom was brightly lit, the candlelight reflecting off the gilded fittings. In the bath, Matilda had her face covered in embarrassment.   Her skin was glistening from the soap and pink from the heated water, Leandroth embraced her from behind his hands cupping her full breasts. This was quite like the bath three nights ago. As was now becoming usual, he was holding Matilda’s breasts in both hands. He was shaking them and feeling them from below, as though he was enjoying their weight, while watching over Matilda’s shoulder. ‘Hmm, the weight is different in water.’ He said thoughtfully (Zuben: That’s cos they’re kinda buoyant, love) ‘Is that so…?’ she replied, wondering how should she answer? It was totally different being brought in when she was a bit dazed after an affair to being totally aware....