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Saturday, 19 December 2015

The Royal Fiancé -White Prince- Chapter 1 Part 2

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I DO NOT OWN THIS WORK, ASUMA RISAI (the author) DOES.
PS. Nobody owns Shiori either.
For any re-posts or re-uploads, please credit this blog!
And now, on to the real stuff.

Previously on The Royal Fiance...... http://blacksoulz.blogspot.com/2015/12/the-royal-fiance-white-prince.html

Shiori looked over towards the source of the sounds, towards the direction of the main hall in curiosity. For some reason, a large crowd had gathered. In the centre of the crowd, is a man of tall stature.

The man softly kissed a lady on the back of her hand and hugged her gently as a greeting. Upon witnessing this scene, Shiori immediately knew that the screams were shrieks of joy from the ladies when they were being kissed on the cheek by this man.

It was simply unacceptable for this kind of unruly man to appear at a royalty's wedding reception.

Shiori furrowed his eyebrows.

These actions were simply not befitting of today's wedding reception.

"Do come visit soon, hm?"

The ladies were all crowding around that man's side, as if in an attempt to get him to notice them and reciprocate their flirting. The man, too, was wearing a gleeful smile and was giving them his attention individually.

Prim and proper ladies in high-class attire were behaving like female cats when they were under the man's gaze. Whenever the man spoke to one of the ladies in the crowd, other ladies would start to get into a jealous tussle. When this happened, the man would whisper some sweet words of praise to the ladies, and this allowed for all the ladies' ego to be satisfied.

He is the kind of man that could make every woman cling onto him. The way he carried himself confidently was as if he was used to being the centre of attention amongst women. Those arms of his must have had many intimate experiences with women before...

Their gaze met halfway.

--------!

Shiori gasped in reflex when he took a good look at the man.




A pair of thick, but well-shaped eyebrows was set on a handsome face with a sharp, well-defined jawbone and a pair of sharp-looking eyes. He appeared to be in his late twenties and had a firm grip - perhaps the line of work that he is in requires manual labour. Those broad shoulders make it seem as if he is a very reliable person and his well-built torso gives a totally different impression from one that a white-collared worker would give.

Indeed.

His features and charm was enough to make all the women around him swoon. However, he his style simply had no class.

His jet black hair was in a mess, with a few stray strands of hair falling loosely across his forehead. His tie was hanging loose, ad his suit was only buttoned up to the second button.

The way the man dons his attire is similar to that of Kousuke. However, he did not exuberate the same air of royalty or good upbringing. This man was vastly different. It was clear that the outer vest and the entire suit that he was wearing is of high-quality. Despite these classy and expensive clothes, it simply could not mask the air of wildness he exudes.

How on earth did this type of man slip into such an exclusive occasion -----

Shiori's eyes narrowed.

Despite making eye contact with Shiori, that man's expression remained unchanged. To top it all off, he did not break the eye contact. Guests visiting the Palace always remembered who the royalties are and how the look like. This is not just a matter of general knowledge, it is a sign of respect. Furthermore, if anyone were to make eye contact with any one of the royalty, they were expected to lower their eyes or to nod in acknowledgement towards the royalty.

Such a disrespectful and haughty man.

He had absolutely no right to turn up for today's event. It was actually not necessary for Shiori to notice or take any action against such a person. If this was another every day event hosted by the Royal Palace, Shiori would have ignored this man's presence and quietly leave the event venue.

However, for some reason, this man's prideful attitude and the manner in which he entertained the ladies with were not something that Shiori could stomach.

Partaking in the wine and entertaining ladies at the same time, it was obvious that this man enjoyed living a loose life.

At least he was free and having fun.

While on the other hand, Shiori who will be living a life of uncertainty from today as he would living under his brother's - Sho's strict orders. Even Shiori could not tell how his life will be like in the near future. To make matters worse, he would have to live under the constant perverted gaze of Marlo, no matter how disgusted Shiori is with Marlo.

Although Shiori is used to keeping his emotions under the lid well, he was unable to suppress his anger today.

"How uncouth!"

With just two words from Shiori, the festive atmosphere immediately died down, leaving behind a deathly silence.

"You do not have the right to be present at today's Royal banquet."

Simply unbearable.

Shiori glared directly at the man with cold eyes that threatened to freeze its surroundings, such that nobody, nothing, could move a single inch.

"Get out!", Shiori commanded.

Under the eyes of countless VIPs and highly respected people, Shiori disgraced this man in a highly-regarded venue - the Royal Palace.

"Very well."

To his surprise, the man seemed unaffected and could not be bothered with Shiori's outburst. He even wore an emotionless smile.

"------!"

Shiori knew that the tables had turned - and that he was on the receiving end of that man's insult.

"Oh well, it's about time for me to go somewhere and sober up anyway.", the man smiled coldly, waved, and sauntered out of the main hall.

He did not even bother looking back.

The manner in which he left the main hall was as if he did not have any regrets or attachment to the event, and his attitude imprinted deeply onto the minds of everyone who witnessed the short exchange.

Without a shred of embarrassment, he left a fresh impression of himself to others.

The incident that took place did not reach the ears of the newlyweds, who were at the centre of the main hall. The wedding banquet continued as per normal, as if that mini-episode had never occurred. Nobody noticed, or cared, that Shiori had been humiliated.

After all, Shiori is merely the side show of today's event.

Musicians played tunes that soothed and conjured a sense of bliss in the hearts of the guests.

Shiori felt awkward participating in small talks with the guests, and decided to sip some grape wine in order to pass time. A soft tint of red started to spread across Shiori's pale cheeks after some time.

'When I sober up, I will just quietly leave the banquet and retire to my room.' Shiori thought to himself.

Even if he had left the wedding reception, nobody would realise. He was simply too insignificant a being for the guests present today to care about.

In fact, as far as the next Ecuratan King is concerned, it would be better for Shiori to vanish from the face of the Earth.

After all, any obstructions should just disappear.

Shiori placed the wine glass onto the table lightly and made his way towards the balcony. However, someone, or some people, were ahead of Shiori, standing at the moonlit balcony.

Silhouettes of two people who were standing overlapped.

The man who had his hands wrapped snugly around the woman's waist, opened his eyes slightly upon noticing the presence of a third party watching them.

In the dimly lit balcony, that man managed to identify who the third party was - Shiori.

'That's the guy......!'

The guy who was shamed and chased out of the banquet by Shiori.
And at the same time, the man who humiliated Shiori.

In that man's sight, Shiori's figure was clear as day.

Upon seeing the shock on Shiori's face, the man brought his lips onto the lady's.

"......!"

The man lifted his gaze a little, checking Shiori's reaction while pulling the lady closer to him. Their bodies were pressed against each other in a tight embrace, with their tongues intertwining.

Every sound of their watery kisses could be clearly heard by Shiori. The both of them could even find short gaps between their passionate kisses to let out low moans of satisfaction.

Shiori knew that the man was trying to let Shiori witness this scene on purpose. He knew that the man was laughing at him, mocking him.

The lady seemed to be too engrossed and drowning in their hot kisses. With just one kiss, the lady seemed to have lost all the strength in her body. Their lips finally parted when the lady's knees started to buckle. The lady had a satisfied look on her face as she rested in the man's embrace.

How rough, and crass.

This man probably stood on the exact opposite end of the world that Shiori was brought up in.

"You lowlife!" Shiori scorned.

Due to Shiori's interference, the lady glanced at Shiori unhappily. However, her expression changed instantaneously upon realising Shiori's status.

She noticed that the man's attention was focused on Shiori, and she left the balcony hurriedly in a panic.

"Did I not request for you to leave? Or would you like me to request for the security to escort you?"

Shiori was not planning to let the man who had blemished the important royal wedding banquet off lightly.

This man not only humiliated Shiori - he had humiliated the royal family, which equates to humiliating the entire country.

Shiori stared icily at the man.

Even though Shiori will not be ascending the throne, he was someone who was brought up as a royalty, and the self-respect and tolerance he commanded was not something to be scoffed at. The charisma Shiori exudes was more than enough to put the masses in awe.

A quit anger stirred behind his pupils. Unbeknownst to Shiori, the actions that seemed so every day and mundane to him appeared ever so brilliant to everyone else.

Due to the kind of environment that Shiori was brought up in and his own stern attitude, he was unable to overlook any sort of irresponsible action or person.

Anyone would prostrate himself in front of an angry Shiori to beg for his forgiveness.
However, this man did not seem the least bit affected.

"Are you thinking of getting a kiss from me too?" The man approached Shiori slowly.

The imposing air that he exuded made Shiori unable to move.

The man grabbed Shiori's wrist. Not quick enough to shake his grip off, Shiori was yanked into the man's embrace.
                                                                                
"You look unsatisfied."

His hands snaked around Shiori's waist.

Shiori's pride would never allow him to run away, even in this situation. But something was telling him that he needed to escape. Fast.

However, his legs were unable to move.

His sharp gaze made Shiori unable to look away, unable to move.

......the man swiftly pressed his lips against Shiori's.

Shiori's eyes widened.

He started struggling against this man, but the more he did so, the closer the man would push his lower body against Shiori's waist.

"Nnnh...! Hff!"

The kissed deepened, with the man toying with Shiori's desperately retreating tongue.

"Hnnh, nn, nngh......!"

Shiori knew that he was being treated the same way as the lady from before. Like a whore.

And yet, he is a royalty.

"Un, un- unhand me......!"

Shiori's command came out as a plaintive wail and was immediately drowned out by the intensity of the kiss.

The man's hand trailed slowly across Shiori's back, as if caressing him. Bringing his knee between Shiori's legs, he nudged his knee upwards......

Shiori felt as if is body was burning.

"L-Let go......Ah!"

He could feel that the hand that he was using to push against the man was slowly losing its strength. Despite Shiori's continued resistance by pushing against the man's chest, the man stood rooted.

Feeling short of air, Shiori's field of vision reddened. The man sucked Shiori's tongue and licked the sweet liquid that spilled from the side of Shiori's mouth.

Shiori could feel his tongue going numb, his body twitching involuntarily. The heat in his body seemed to slowly spread and concentrated itself at the areas he was being caressed - his lips and his lower body. The feeling that welled up within his body was indescribable.

The hand that Shiori used to resist the man now hung loose at his side, and both their chests were glued together within the man's tight embrace. A certain numbness spread throughout Shiori's chest as the man fondled Shiori's chest through his shirt. The man traced Shiori's backed lightly with his fingertips, making Shiori unable to prevent a soft moan from escaping his lips.

"......Ah......"
As Shiori's soft lips were taken roughly by the man, Shiori could feel his consciousness slipping away. Even his breath was being robbed by the man, and he could feel his body starting to burn with desire.

Even so, Shiori's pride, which is much higher than that of most people, made him want to defeat this haughty man and not show any signs of weakness.

Upon seeing that Shiori was no longer struggling, the man decided to slacken the kiss between them. In that instant, Shiori raised his hand .

"Slap......!"

Following the crisp and resounding sound of Shiori's slap, the man's cheek turned an angry red.

What an obscene man.

Shiori had never felt this humiliated in his entire life.

The man seemed unruffled despite being under the full brunt of Shiori's angry glare, as if he was looking down on Shiori.

The first kiss he had with this man tasted faintly of grape wine.    



YES DONEDED. That was 10 pages worth of Chinese wwwwwwwwwww.
THEY KISSED HAHAHAH. But that's about all the action you will get in Chapter 1. 
Fun times.

The current lifestyle I'm leading isn't the healthiest one you can find out there heh. Listened to Man With A Mission, Acid Black Cherry and One OK Rock while translating and typing these 10 pages through the night. School is gonna start soon just kick me. WHAT ARE HOLIDAYS. 

Will translate more when I'm on the plane to Taiwan. (the fudanshi/fujoshi mecca for those that can't read Japanese but can read Chinese) GONNA GRAB 10KG WORTH OF MANGAS.

Mood: Drunk. Just slightly.

Ps: The next update will take reeeeeaaaaalllllyyyyyyyyyyyy loooooooooooonng. So sorry oAo.

Note: This is just a one person thing, so there's no proof readers or grammar checks and the like. Pardon any errors! Do feel free to point out any mistakes you spot.


 













Thursday, 10 December 2015

The Royal Fiancé -White Prince- Chapter 1 Part 1

Disclaimer:
I DO NOT OWN THIS WORK, ASUMA RISAI (the author) DOES.
PS. Nobody owns Shiori either.
For any re-posts or re-uploads, please credit this blog!
And now, on to the real stuff.





Chapter 1
Pressurage/ Brut Nature

Europe, Ecuratol - a country that is known as the jewel on the sea.
The wedding reception for the future King is taking place in the Royal Palace and entire country is abuzz about the long-awaited week-long royal wedding.

In Ecuratol, gay marriages are recognised and the partner of the eighteen year old (to-be) King is a seventeen year old Japanese boy. However, it was an arranged marriage. Under the orders of the former King, Shou's grandfather, Shou was forced to accept this loveless marriage. Shiori could not help but to pity the young boy who was to be married to Shou. Shiori's emotions towards Shou, however, was an entirely different story - he could not be more indifferent towards Shou. Shou shares the same father as Shiori, but different mothers. The person whom forcefully set-up this marriage was the previous King, and Shiori's grandfather. If such an order is followed by any of the next-in-line via marrying the person whom the previous King chose, he will then ascend the throne.

As Shou's marriage is with the person chosen by the previous King, Shou will indisputably be the next King.

The young boy was probably extremely nervous and his face was slightly pale. In contrast to the fidgety bride, Shiori's brother, Shou appeared to be much more reliable-looking than before after being engaged to the young boy.
Shiori looked coldly towards Shou, who was brimming with confidence.
His name is Shiori. Ecuratol. The bridegroom and the next King is Limnio. Shou. Ecuratol - the first son of the current King's First Wife, who is also Shiori's younger brother.

The country of Ecuratol and Japan had close bilateral relations for a long time, hence following the Ecuratan tradition, citizens' middle names are Japanese.

"Cheers!"

"May the two of you be blessed!"

Joyous cheers and congratulatory words from foreign guests and delegates filled the main hall. Everyone present was savouring high-quality wine that was produced in Ecuratol.

While Ecuratol may be a small country, it is globally recognised to be a world-class wine producing country. The grape wine that Ecuratol produces have been the envy of many other countries as other grape wines are simply incomparable in terms of quality. Wine connoisseurs highly favour wine that is produced in Ecuratol, a country that has a clear and refreshing blue sea.

"With this marriage well under way, Prince Shou's position as the next King is set in stone."

"Yes, since Prince Shou is the son of the King's First Wife, the power rightfully belongs to him."

The blessings from the guests who were leisurely sipping their wine were all given to Shou.

Shiori, on the other hand, received none despite being Shou's older brother.

"Shou has always been outstanding. If Shou were to become the next country, this country would definitely become much more prosperous by the day! As expected, Prince Shiori, in contrast, is absolutely unreliable..."

"Shh...!"

One of the guests realised that Shiori was standing behind them and quickly reminded the other guests in a panicked manner to not gossip about Shiori.


The younger brother, a Blanc De Noir (Blanc de Noirs describes a wine produced entirely from black grapes), and the older brother, a Blanc De Blanc (Blanc de Blancs is white champagne made exclusively from white-wine grapes; the phrase Blanc de Blancs is French for "white of whites". It is, in one regard, the exact opposite of Blanc de Noirs). While they share the same father, who is the current King, they have different mothers.

For the longest of time, everything and every action that Shiori does has always been looked at in comparison to Shou.

However, after today, nobody will ever compare Shiori with Shou again.

The person who will inherit the throne would wield great power, thus other royalties will simply be used to contrast and further showcase the King's great power. People within the Palace are expected to work hard for the King, be willing to give up their own life to the King, and every fibre of their being are considered to be the King's property.

From today, all Shou needs to do is to give an order, and Shiori would have no choice but to follow his orders. Even if Shou's orders are against Shiori's wishes or his own well-being, Shiori is expected to follow these orders without question.

"Shirori."

"Uncle."

Upon hearing someone calling out to him, Shiori turned around.

It was Shou's and his uncle, Kousuke.

Although Kousuke was wearing his suit in a shabby manner, his charm and air of royalty was not diminished by one bit.
While he is their uncle, he is twenty-six years old this year, and is only four years older than Shiori, who is twenty-two years old.

"As expected, you wearing a formal suit makes you breathtakingly beautiful. Even though hundreds of people are gathered here tonight, I could still find you almost immediately."

"Please refrain from saying more."

Upon hearing the word 'beautiful' being used to describe him, Shiori could not stop himself from frowning in distaste.

No matter how long he spent under the sun, his light snow-like skin could not be tanned or become darker. Clothes that were prepared for him usually suited him perfectly due to his skin tone. However, the very same light and soft colour of his skin stabbed at is pride and lowered his self-confidence. While Shiori is relatively tall and fit, he still appeared to be small and fragile as his muscles remained lean no matter how much he exercised. These traits, coupled with his small waist, made it hard for people to associate words such as 'handsome' with Shiori. To make matters worse, people usually words such as 'beautiful', 'beauty', and other similar words to describe Shiori since he was young.

"Sigh, this really makes me dumbfounded. I've been looking after Shou since he was just a baby...and now, he's getting married before me!" Kousuke commented lackadaisically while glancing over to Shiori. He continued jestingly,

"I, too, want a cute wife. I guess I'll just go for Shiori, hmm?"

Although Kousuke appeared loose and nonchalant, Shiori knew that his uncle was much more shrewd and cunning than everyone else.

Shou begun to introduce his new wife, Kairi, to the foreign guests as a formality. When the newlyweds approached the area which Shiori and Kousuke was at, Kousuke called out to them.

"Congrats to you."

"Thank you." Shou replied with his soothing deep voice that has made countless of people swoon.

"Hey, Shiori, give some congratulatory words to your younger bro too!"

Under his uncle's persistent bantering, Shiori raised his head and looked up towards Shou. It was then that Shiori noticed that in the past, both his and Shou's eight were similar, but now, everything has changed.

'Congratulations.'

Such a simple word to speak, yet Shiori was unable to say it out to the newlyweds. The word seemed to be stuck in his throat, unable to come out. His throat was dry, and was stinging him, making it very uncomfortable and painful.

"Congratulations, my Lord."

At the same time Shiori spoke, other guests suddenly came over to greet and congratulate Shou. Shou turned around, and respectfully accepted and replied the guests who were giving him their blessings. Just like that, several guests started crowding around Shou and his wife, and Shou seemed to become so much further away from Shiori as he moved with the crowd. To Shiori, it was as if Shou did not want to bother protecting Shiori's worthless self-esteem and that Shou made this fact very clear to Shiori.

Shiori clenched his fists tightly.

"Have you not given up on ascending the throne?"

Upon seeing Shiori's small hand gesture, Kousuke shrugged in surprise, He continued,

"The King's power is plenty indeed. Those who ascend the throne, when compared to others, seem to be so far away from the masses in terms of power...just like heaven and earth."

From the very beginning, Shiori knew that the right to ascend the throne is with Shou, who was birthed by the King's First Wife.

Kousuke was even-tempered, and no matter with who - Shou, the King (who is Shou and Shiori's dad and Kousuke's elder brother), he has a great relationship with everyone. This is the very reason why he was able to live such a carefree life and not be exploited by others despite being in the Palace.In contrast, Shiori's relationship with Shou is simply terrible, and is similar to that of rivals, or even that of enemies.

"Just try to get along with Shou." Were the parting words that Kousuke left for Shiori before disappearing into the bustling crowd.

Soon after he left, a handsome middle-aged man who looked a little seedy went over to where Shiori was. Earl Marlo (I will reconfirm his name) is an influential businessman - he owns a large wine-making company and wine storage area in the country. His status is high enough to require other Earls to give him priority for matters.

"I would like to give my heartfelt congratulations to your younger brother regarding his marriage."

 "......Thank you."

Since young, Shiori has heard several times about the colourful life of Marlo - his debauchery, and news of his affairs were heard every so often by Shiori. No matter what, Shiori knew that he would never be able to like this man who uses eyes full of vanity when looking at Shiori, as if trying to judge how attractive Shiori is.

"Is Your Highness thinking of settling down soon too?"

"......That is still unconfirmed." Shiori replied in a manner that was ambiguous with a hint of resignation.

"You really have no freedom when you are a royalty. You might as well marry me, what do you think? You're still as beautiful as ever, Shiori."

Seeing a smile that seemed to imply nothing but malicious intent, Shiori could not help but to feel a shiver going down his spine.

As disgusting as Marlo's proposal may sound, it may well become a reality for Shiori.

Marlo is someone who holds a high status in society, and if the King feels that this influence can be used to benefit the royal family, he might just order Shiori to marry him.

And if Shou orders Shiori to marry Marlo......

At this very moment, a sudden cry of joy and shrieks came from the main hall.

Next part: http://blacksoulz.blogspot.com/2015/12/the-royal-fiance-white-prince-chapter-1.html 


This is just 6 pages of the novel. The novel has 291 pages. Sobs.

Did most of the translations on te plane back to Singapore from Nagoya hehe. Translating is tough but rewarding. The NSFW part will come only somewhere in page 52.Until then, I hope you keep updated with te translations!

School work is still piling up despite it being the holidays. But with so muh going on in January and a major exam coming up coming next year,translations may take a while ungh. Sorry man. Will try to translate when I'm on the plane to and back from Taiwan!

The research trip in Japan was really fruitful and has taught me lots about gender equality in today's society (specifically Japan and Singapore).   


It's late and it's time to read more history notes. 

Hope to see you soon!


Till then, enjoy the translation! 


Ps I don't like te Marlo dude. He's weird. I may not bother finding out the actual translaton of his name.


Note: This is just a one person thing, so there's no proof readers or grammar checks and the like. Pardon any errors! Do feel free to point out any mistakes you spot.

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