The smut is very nice. The hero is very horny, the heroine is very malleable. This translator has crooked morals.
There is reluctance, indication of non-consent as well and adultery. So if anyone is averse to that, please don't read and then go and complain about it after you've finished enjoying the hanky panky parts.
I enjoyed it. It was very easy to work on. Of course, there were idiot parts here and there, but it was mostly aight.
It Became a Serious Thing! CHAPTER 0 – ColetteCake
‘Colette, there’s a package foryou. We have to see that you don’t have any contraband in there.’
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here was a gaggle of senior maidsin her small room holding her package. They giggled maliciously, lookingtriumphantly and with contempt at the younger girl.
‘I see,’ Collett said trying toseem humble. This display of greed always amazed her, why can’t they just behonest and say there are here to take her things. Nobles are such…
Her parents were very wealthytextile traders and tailors. They dealt in high quality silk, linen and otherfabrics, clothing and accessories so her family circumstances were better thanmany aristocrats. Her clothes and personal items were always of good quality,and she had frequent packages from her parents which incited envy in the othermaids so she was bullied.
Because most of the palace maidswere the younger daughters of lower aristocrats they still regarded themselvesas above commoner maids like Colette. If she tried to defend herself, she wouldbe accused of being the rude and conceited one, so she kept her gaze down.
Colette lived in a single room,which was not common place for a junior maid. Only senior maids had rooms tothemselves, but Colette could not sleep with other people, so her parents spentquite a bit of money bribing people to sort it for Colette.
She was grateful for her parents’show of love but this brought caused even more antagonism from her seniorcolleagues.
In the package her parents sentthis time, were pastries from the really good bakery in her town, silkhandkerchiefs and scarves from her parents’ shop, chocolates, silk underwear,and clothes.
She had written to her parentsexplain the situation, and asked them to send these things regularly.
‘No way! What is this?’ Hergreatest tormentor, Rose, exclaimed pulling out a pink item made of frothy laceand fine silk. Rose held it up to show the others, it was an exquisitelytailored silk babydoll, with deeper pink silk ties. It looked quite lovely, butit wasn’t something they would send to their unmarried daughter.
It was most likely her olderbrother being silly, and combining a little advertisement in the joke.
‘If you like it, you can have it,’ Colettesaid
Rose glared at her, walked up toher and slapped her (Zuben: Slap Fight! On!)
‘Why would I want to wear such avulgar thing? Don’t joke with me!’
‘…my apologies,’ she could neverseem to win against these people. Her cheek hurt because she spoke out of turn.She apologised again, wishing she had just kept her mouth shut. (Zuben: No?Really?)
‘Such a thing only suits a pig likeyou,’ Rose said contemptuously, her gaze raking the younger girl up and down.
It wasn’t that Colette was fat, butunlike noble ladies who did little, ate little and wore constraining corsets tomake themselves look delicate and slender, Colette life was full of exercise,healthy eating and underwear freedom. So she developed a sensuous hourglassfigure, with ample breasts, a small waist and full bottom and thighs. (Zuben:The cover artist did not get that memo)
Rose held her finger to her lip asshe thought of something most likely malicious,
‘Why don’t we do this; to verify ifyou’re attractive or not,’ She said gleefully. (Zuben: Does Rose want to eat Colettecake?)
Colette looked puzzled,
‘You hit Commander Lionel of theBlack Dragon Knights. Wear this,’ she said holding the baby doll between herfinger and her thumb like it was distasteful, ‘and go to his rooms toapologise.’
The other girls started laughing,
‘It might just get you some mercy,piggy.’ Another of the girls said. They collapsed into laughter.
‘Do you think he’ll sleep with her?’
‘Don’t be silly! A piggy like herwould most likely be refused!’
It was truly a vulgar conversation.
Colette was tired, but she kept aplacid expression on her face. One of the things to avoid as a merchant familyis opposing the nobility, whether level they were. They still had the power toruin their family business.
‘Very well…’
‘You must go tonight, I will askyou tomorrow.’ Rose said. Their game was finished, so they took their preferreditems and left the room. The pink baby doll was left on her bed. Colette sighedas she sat on the bed.
As for Lionel…
Lionel was a Knight Commander ofthe Black Dragon Knights. In times of war, they specialised in purely offensivemanoeuvres. Though their kingdom was at peace, there were still pockets ofunrest and bandits roaming about; they were usually suppressed by the BlackDragon Knights. Lionel was one of the youngest Commanders in the Knights and hewasn’t yet thirty. He had a very sharp and intimidating aura; he made mostpeople quake in their boots from fear. But he was a knight that stood in thefront lines with his men and encouraged his subordinates. He had such aforeboding presence, he made people tense and anxious, yet eyes were alwaysdrawn to him.
Rose had asked her to run to theknight training ground for no good reason. Running around in her maid uniform withall the petticoats was cumbersome; she had tripped on a large stone and somehowconked heads the aforementioned Knight Commander. After a light daze, she foundherself in his arms, she jumped in mortification,
‘Pardon my trespass.’ She said,looking at the man. His eyes were deep blue like the sea and icy. He stood verytall, he wasn’t wearing armour, but a vest and trousers that showed his broadshoulders and muscled body. He looked solid. If Colette got hit by him, she’dbe blown away and die. And his face…he was so handsome yet expressionless. Butthere was a hint of blood thirstiness with his arctic aura.
Such impoliteness might get herpunished. He could easily take her life without much effort if he was angry,
She quickly bowed low, ‘Pleasepardon me, I wasn’t looking where I was going. Are you hurt?’
He placed his hands on hershoulders and pulled her upright.
‘Are you alright?’
‘Yes, I didn’t get hurt.’ He staredhard at her.
‘I am fine, be careful next time.’
‘Yes, thank you.’ She bowed again,hoping she could go soon. After a short while, she heard him walk way. Shestood upright and watched as he got farther away from her. She breathed a sighof relief.
She had thought she was about to berust off a sword, but instead he has asked if she was okay and didn’t chastiseher. Perhaps he was a good person. Thinking about it more, maybe he wasn’t asmean as she’d been led to believe.
She had to go to Lionel’s roomstonight, not to have sex with him, but to appeal to him.
Zuben: What does she think he’sgonna do to help her…?