Cinderella Did Not Leave Her Shoe - Chapter 31-33
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Chapter 31-33

31 Future

Things

‘I’m sorry

Fredericka, could you move away a bit?’ he said, hiding his face with his other

hand.

Did I do

something wrong?

I pulled away.

Volker seemed

to breathe a sigh of relief. Volker, are you alright? He looked a bit disgusted

(Zuben: with himself) and didn’t look me in the eye.

‘Okay, it will

settle soon.’ He said with an awkward laugh. (Zuben: Little Volker is trying to

eat you or is it get eaten?)

He looked

somewhat strange. Did he not realise he was not feeling well? Or was he someone

who didn’t tell you they were ill?

My worry

overrode my nervousness. Without thinking I was in front of Volker, touching

his cheeks, his forehead and his neck. His face was red, the temperature was

high, did he have a fever?

‘F-Fredericka?’

‘Is something

wrong with your body? Do you hurt, you seem feverish, are you feeling dizzy?’

Since he had

such a busy work, he mustn’t have had time to rest. I’m sorry if you overworked

yourself because of me.

‘No I’m okay.’

He’s lying.

Volker was lying to me. He looked away when he said that. He was so easy to

read!

I held his

face in my hands and turned him to me, ‘Please look at me directly, and tell

me. If you like to me, I will get mean.’

I don’t want

him to lie to me. I’d want to be able to talk about anything with Volker. I

want to be like my father and mother, you can make up with each other after you

quarrel.  Being able to say things to

each other that may be hard to hear or say. Was I strange?

No it wasn’t.

We were going to be family…We were now a couple! (Zuben: Go Freddie…hehehehe)

‘What do you

mean by “mean”?’ he asked.

Well, I haven’t

really thought about it. How did I end up here?! Is it because I’ve never been

mean? There had once been a stray cat in the garden. I managed to get a hold of

it for cuddles, but it’s cries were like it was the end of its world.

‘Fredericka, I’m

going to kiss you even if you get embarra.s.sed.’ He said with his face a bit

scary. (Zuben: Actually he says, I’m going to kiss you even if you don’t like

it, which I think is a bit iffy so I changed it)

I wanted to

say something to make him laugh, but Volker’s face approached mine. His hazel

eyes were half closed as his lips touched mine. He pulled and back held my face

in his big hands.

Are you going

back because I didn’t close my eyes? I wondered about his actions.

But he tilted

his head and came in again. When should I close my eyes?! We’re kissing again.

Volker’s lips are surprisingly soft. He licked my lips. Why was he licking my

lips? Now he was probing my lips, was it a sign I should open my mouth? Really?

Volker pulled

back and looked at me with a heated half lidded eyes.

Oh my, what a

s.e.xy face.

I love him so

much!

 I opened my mouth.

I was on his

knees again, and it was perfect.

Volker smiled

happily with his lips against my hair.

Oh, I didn’t know

kissing could make you tired. I think my tongue got swollen.

The Royal

Guard seems to be well versed in lots of different things, aren’t they?

(Zuben: Oh

Fredericka)

Zuben: So many

exclamation marks and ellipses. It’s like everyone is in a state of hysteria.

Even Volker. 

32 The Man’s

Jealousy (Zuben: Again)

‘Fredericka, I

want you to tell me truthfully…’

‘Yes…?’

I was resting

on his shoulder feeling rather floaty. My tongue was still funny, I could still

speak, right?

‘With Eugene Cajés,

did you do things like this…?’

‘Eh?’

Did he mean,

sitting on the lap and kissing and hugging? Not even once. He didn’t like me as

a woman, or as a girlfriend. In public, he barely let me hold his arm, and he

pretended to kiss me. I hadn’t been believable as his fiancé. I wonder if I had

been hated. It made me feel as though I had no charm as a woman. It was like

exposing I was regarded as attractive (Zuben: Volker already gave you flowers

that said so)

‘I don’t know

what to do…’ Volker said taking my silence as confirmation. He was smiling

weirdly.

No, it is a

misunderstanding!

‘No please don’t

misunderstand! Volker is my first kiss. Volker is the first person I’ve sat on

his lap. Eugene hated me.’

I could not

bear it if he had the wrong idea.

‘He didn’t want

to be close to me when we were out together. If my chest hit his arm, he got

angry…’

Volker looked

puzzled about what I was saying,

‘…what is wrong

with your b.r.e.a.s.t.s?’ he asked looking down at my chest. Rather than from afar,

his hot gaze was put up close to my chest. I wasn’t wearing a low cut dress

today, luckily. Was it vulgar for a girl to tell a story of her breast? (Zuben:

Not if it is to the man who loves you)

Volker’s hand began

to move. Volker what are you doing? (Zuben: Say it out loud, Fredericka) The

hands that had been holding my back began to move around my side and up to

under my b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

‘Volker, what

is…?’

‘I’m sorry

Fredericka, I’m a jealous guy. I find the existence of any man who had touched

you before me frustrating.’ (Zuben: ero oyaji, you didn’t know her then)

Volker

squeezed and lifted my b.r.e.a.s.t.s from the bottom.

‘Ah~’

I tried to

escape, but his hands kept my close. Should I tell him Eugene’s remarks were

not nice? But I don’t mind the touching, but even so don’t rub it so much!

‘Volker…I’m

already yours – oh~ even if I don’t touch you, you can touch me when you want…’

(Zuben:

Fredericka, you are laying yourself on a platter like a roast turkey.)

Has the

purpose deviated somewhat? (Zuben: Well…)

Volker’s

secret movements have stopped.

‘Fredericka,

you are…’

Did it get

worse? Volker who lost his works had a frown on his face. Oh his hazel eyes are

so beautiful. (Zuben: I dunno if I should say; get a hold of yourself girl!)

He was kissing

me again. Harder than the last time. His hot tongue was rubbing against mine. I

wanted to get away because it began to ache but I was hugged tightly against

his chest. I wanted to push him away with my tongue but it got caught and

sucked. It was the opposite effect.

‘Fu~ a~’

Did they train

their tongue in the Royal Guard? I definitely couldn’t win against the general,

but would it not be more painful to give up and go with the flow? I thought I

should wait a bit till Volker calmed down.

It was a

mistake.

In the end, my

lips were swollen and it was so embarra.s.sing when everyone joined returned to us. That

being said, Volker was so sweet and cute, that I forgive him. (Zuben: Bulldozed!)

33 The World

Is Uninhibited

Father submitted

our marriage application. Originally, I wanted to go with Volker, but it seems

that the House was pretty rough. That being said it was approved according to

procedure.

I think I have

become more like a fiancée. With meeting Volker more often, I’ve gotten used to

the kissing and touching. I don’t know what other fiancés do but there is no

comparison to my time with Eugene.

Actually, I received

a letter of condemnation from Prince Stefan because I hadn’t come to play. I

quickly made my way to the Palace and apologised. Stefan is a real tsundere!

According to

his aides, he wanted someone to chat with freely while he had his tea time

break.

So it was a

novel experience to go to the Palace and say ‘I’ve come to play.’ But the other

party is royalty it’s difficult to adjust. Maybe it’s better to wear a cat.

(Zuben: ?)

Since he was a

difficult royal-sama, today I am bringing presents of a rustic apple pie and

cupcakes from a reputable and fas.h.i.+onable confectioners.

The Crown

Prince had a sweet tooth so we had lots of sweet snacks at tea time.

He was very

busy, so we had our appointments during his afternoon tea time. I headed to the

designated place. It was at a terrace facing the back gardens today. On my way,

I was walking by a secluded courtyard when I heard a familiar voice.

Volker?

I went to a

pillar that enclosed the walk and I saw Volker leaning against a wall. It was

unusual for me to see him while I was in the Palace. I was about to approach him

and say h.e.l.lo when I realised he wasn’t alone.

There was someone

else; someone I didn’t know.

The man had a

queue of long chestnut hair down his back. He was laughing. Is it a funny

story? Volker’s voice was low.

Although it

was unbecoming of me, I sneaked closer.

‘You’re engaged

but haven’t had s.e.x? Are you hesitating because Fredericka is young?’

s.e.x…?

‘No…but, I’m

worried because she’s so small.’

They must be

friends.

‘Well, you can’t

help the pain the first time, but it will be fine from the next time.’

Well, I say!

This seems to be about the so-called de-flowering.

I wonder about

that. I think I made a mistake in judgement coming here! I should have got

their attention, but I was too shy!

‘I don’t want

to hurt Fredericka for my pleasure.’ He said kicking the gra.s.s petulantly in a

huff. It was the first time I’ve seen him behave like that.

‘Just let her

get used to it and you. You know, fingers and tongue, or you can use perfumes

or cream.’ Volker’s friend said moving his fingers. It looked rather obscene.

What to do?!

‘I don’t think

I will be able to endure. I will probably lose my head.’ Volker muttered. He looked

so nervous. He was so cute!

‘Just let her

lose her head. Make her o.r.g.a.s.m two or three times, it will be fine.’

This person is

so annoying! Too extreme!

‘Oh I don’t know...’

Volker began to say when someone called him from afar.

‘I’m on my

way,’ he replied. He was probably on a break from training or something.

He turned to

his friend and said, ‘No more time, I have to go. We’ll talk later.’

He left.

I breathed

out. I didn’t know men talked to each other about things like this. I put my

hands on my cheeks to cool them down when a voice said, ‘h.e.l.lo, nice to meet

you.’

‘Oh my…!’

‘Volker’s head

if full of you, so he didn’t notice. He didn’t even listen to me…’

His friend

leaned against the wall across from my hiding place.

He was not

wearing a uniform,

‘I am Darryl

Breslin, the Western General.’ He said introducing himself and holding out his

hand. He looked rather gentle for a soldier. (Zuben: The reason they met)

I wondered whether

it was alright to shake hands with him, but then it would be rude not to take

the hand offered.

‘Fredericka

Castley, I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable.’ He said.

I placed my

hand in his. My hand is very small, I thought.

‘I wasn’t uncomfortable,

but I think Volker-sama would be embarra.s.sed if he knew I was here.’ I replied

with a laugh.

General

Breslin laughed too. He looked pleasant; Volker seems to have good friends.

‘Good, you

must do your best!’ he said laughing.

Uuuun, why?

♢ When...?