Waking up as Cinderella’s Stepsister

Waking up as Cinderella's Stepsister - Chapter 6.2

Protect?

At the unexpected word, I raised my eyebrows and looked at him. He sighed softly at my eyes asking for an explanation, and he opened his mouth.

“Actually, the Prince and the royal family have a conflict over the marriage issue.”

“A conflict?”

When I asked again as if to check if I had heard something wrong, he looked at me and nodded his head.

I blinked in confusion and touched my forehead.

It was because I expected a happy ending such that they lived happily ever after, just like an ending of a fairy tale.

Even in this seemingly fantasy-like place, harsh and irrational reality exists.

The thought that there are walls of reality everywhere made me feel very bitter.

According to Drake, from generation to generation, the royal family had arranged marriages with princesses of neighboring countries for the sake of the national interest.

Everyone took it for granted that the Prince would do the same as well, but he suddenly decided to marry the lady of the count, whom no one had never heard of.

In other modern words, the heir of the No. 1 conglomerate in the business world was about to marry an unemployed woman who had nothing.

Perhaps it was only natural for the royal family to be turned upside down.

Fearing that the family would use their hands secretly, the prince invited my family to the royal family to draw the attention of many people. It was calculated that if there were many eyes to see us, there would be nothing more that the royal family could do.

But that was too naïve to stand up to absolute power. The royal family were people who would do everything to maintain and strengthen the royal power.

Since various interests were intertwined, not only the king, but also royal blood relatives had no choice but to move secretly.

Maybe he (the Prince) had caught some unusual energy and rushed us to escape.

‘The Royal Palace is a more dangerous place than I thought.’

It seemed that I now knew why he suddenly said that. (TN: See previous chapter)

“So, what about Ella?”

I asked about Ella with a worried face.

“She is with his Highness the Prince. He is not someone who will put the safety of the woman he loves in their hands.”

He seemed to be a man with a pretty heart as well as his handsome looks. Indeed, in the current situation, it could have been more unbearable to be apart.

Anyway, their ending was going to be a happy ending.

I was praying that it would be resolved without any problems, but I opened my eyes at the thought that suddenly came to my mind.

“You have violated the king’s order.”

No matter how much blood he swore to the Prince, it was the King who held power. Depending on the interpretation, it was a situation that could lead to treason.

The main characters may have a happy ending, but there is no guarantee that the others will be like that too.

“We have put the uninvolved Sir Drake in trouble. I'm really sorry."

I apologized to him in a muffled voice. I knew it was not something that could be solved with just an apology, but there was nothing I could do about it now.

“There is no need to apologize as this is a voluntary decision.”

“But you couldn’t have ignored the Prince’s orders.”

“The Prince had no orders. He just acquiesced.”

"What?"

Not knowing what he meant, I blinked with my eyes wide open.

“I am here, because of my own will.”

“What….”

“I told you before. I had to protect you.”

That's the mission he gave himself.

His brief explanation made me even more confused.

Is it because of me? Why?

"I don’t… understand. Putting me second, it could become dangerous for you Sir Drake."

The eyelids looking at him trembled. He took a step closer and gently caressed my cheek.

“I know, but that’s not what my head tells me to do.”

He pursed the tip of his lips as if to reassure me.

How could he make a romantic confession in this type of situation.

I shook my head, trying to calm myself down.

“How long has it been since we met? It’s absurd.”

“I thought I was crazy too.”

He raised one eyebrow slightly, then smiled and continued.

“Nevertheless, I ended up doing it. If I had gone back to that time, I would have made the same decision.”

He said with a face that I had nothing to worry about.

I was thankful for him, who had not shown any signs of being in an urgent situation, but I was worried that I might have a bad effect on his life, perhaps even on his family.

In the worst case, he could lose his life for violating the King's order.

I was suddenly terrified.

I got goosebumps all over my body when I thought that I might really be decapitated by the guillotine.

When I came to my senses, I spoke to him with my eyes wide open. I couldn't help but want to save him.

“Go back to the palace right now. Go ahead and beg for that you did wrong.”

As if to please go back, I grabbed his arm and looked at him eagerly.

He gently placed his hand on mine as I grabbed his arm. Warmth seeped through my trembling hands.

“That will never happen.”

The blue eyes staring at me were determined without wavering.

My heart was pounding, but I had to make up my mind and convince him. It was because I'm not the 31-year-old Jinyoung Kim who can brag in the neighborhood by saying that such a handsome man was clinging to me.

“This is a passing wind. It becomes nothing after a while.”

“Wait and you will know.”

"Why are you doing this? I’m nothing....”

"Now I can understand my father who fell in love at first sight and proposed three days after they met."

I looked at him, forgetting what to say. I told him to go back, but I actually wanted him to stay by my side.

But I didn't want him to get in trouble either. Conflicting thoughts collided in my head.

“You might regret it.”

As I mumbled in an unconfident voice, he whispered as he wrapped his hands around my cheeks.

“If you don’t kiss me now, then maybe.”

He tilted his head over and touched my lips softly.

I accepted his lips without resistance even though I knew it was not time for this. I thought that maybe this would be the the last time, and that the situation where I was pushed to the limit might have led me to more affectionate emotions.

He slowly sucked in my lower lip and shoved his hot tongue between my gaping lips.

The tongue glided into my mouth, tasting my mouth, and scouring every nook and cranny. Even though I had no hesitation, the infinitely smooth movement made me gasp for breath.

I closed my eyes tightly and wrapped my arms around his neck. Perhaps because my visual information was limited, the rough bumps on his tongue that swept through my tender flesh felt more vivid.

The tongue, which penetrated me deeply, coveted my mouth as if to suck everything up. With a wet noise, our soft and hot flesh intertwined together.

“Huh, eung.”

At the dense kiss, I let out a thin moan and hugged him as if clinging him. My legs were trembling and I couldn't stand on my own.

I could feel the heat of desire from his tight body. The strange sensation that came from him was heating up deep in my body too.

“…….”

Our lips parted and the intense kiss stopped. In a maze that perfectly surrounded the two of us. He held my face and exhaled a rough breath.

The moment I saw his eyes fixed on me even in the dark, I felt a sense of relief that could be described in words.

“I want you.”

As I stood while gasping for breath, I moved my lips like a hypnotized person.

I thought I was crazy about the situation where I might die tomorrow, but I didn't regret it.

I wanted to be honest with him without hiding anything. Just as he acted without considering his own well-being, I realized that there are no set rules or principles for how to feel about each other.

“Do you know what you are asking for?”

He looked into my eyes and asked me, biting his teeth so much that his temples lit up. Although I had already experienced everything, in his eyes, I looked like an ignorant aristocratic young girl.

However, it was common to get married around 15 here, so if you were 17, you were not young here either.

“I’m too honest to pretend I don’t know.”

His heart pounded at my reckless response.

He looked at me like he was going burn a hole through me and grabbed my hand. And then he quickly began to escape the maze.

Recalling his words that there is no maze without an exit, I followed his lead.