Cinderella and the Colonel by K.M. Shea

Author:K.M. Shea [Shea, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BluA
Publisher: Take Out the Trash
Published: 2014-07-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Messes and Meetings

A week later, Cinderella walked the length of the dwindling Sun Skip field, reminiscing on Queen Freja’s smile.

The mystery of Freja and Friedrich’s resemblance was resolved. When Cinderella visited Friedrich the day after the ceremony, she asked about it. Friedrich reported with a wide smile, “You saw it, too? My family is deeply royal. Our lineage goes far, far back—” Which, as he blathered on about pedigrees and long-dead kings, Cinderella took to mean that there was barely any royal blood left in his family, and it was probably more that Queen Freja had mannish facial features.

But the queen’s conduct with the little girl intrigued Cinderella. She thought the queen would scorn any Trieux citizen—regardless of their age. But Freja was soft and almost motherly towards the little girl. Was she really as bad as Cinderella thought her to be?

“Mademoiselle?”

“Yes, Jeanne?”

Jeanne bit her lip. “There is a government official here.”

“He wishes to see me?”

“No, he says he needs nothing. But he’s wandering around and…I would not bother you, but Father is up in the hay fields today,” Jeanne said.

Cinderella frowned. “He’s just wandering around?”

“He said he is taking inventory of future Erlauf Crown assets.”

Anger stiffened Cinderella’s spine. “I will see to him. Where is he?”

“By the milking barn.”

“Thank you, Jeanne.”

“Mademoiselle,” Jeanne said. She curtsied, but Cinderella was already walking away, her gray eyes flashing like thunderclouds.

Cinderella found the greasy-looking fellow—some sort of undersecretary judging by his sweat-stained shirt. “Can I help you, sir?”

The undersecretary counted the cows. “’fraid not,” he said.

“I think you fail to understand me, sir,” Cinderella said. “I am Duchess Lacreux. How can I help you, or if you need me to use common words, what are you doing?”

“Ah, sorry,” the undersecretary said, turning from the cows. “I’ve been sent to take inventory of your lands.”

“Are all lands being re-evaluated for tax purposes?”

“No.”

“Then why are you taking inventory?”

The undersecretary scratched his dry scalp. “The crown requested it so plans can be drawn for dividing up the lands and stock after Aveyron reverts to the Crown.”

What?

Cinderella forced her expression to remain pleasant. “Did the Crown not receive my first down payment against the fine two days ago?” Cinderella asked.

“No, it was received and recorded,” the undersecretary said. “But it is the Finance Department’s opinion that if it is all you were able to pay off over the first few months of summer, you have no possibility of paying the remaining balance by the end of the month. The queen has plans for Aveyron and wishes to move forward with them as soon as possible.”

That beast! Cinderella thought, taking back the few kind thoughts she had of Queen Freja. That pushy, greedy, flint-hearted witch!

“That may be so, but until the end of the month, Aveyron is mine.” The controlled coolness of her voice made the undersecretary squirm. “If you have no legal purpose to loiter on my land, I must order you to take your leave. The queen may wait to measure and take inventory until Aveyron belongs to her.

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