Golden сarriage for Cinderella. A novel about love

– And you are my Cinderella! Peter drawled happily.

– But the fairy tale about Cinderella ended well, she married her beloved prince, – I said with joy in my voice.

– Your fairy tale will also be happy, you have to believe in miracles, – and after these words Peter kissed me.

“I’ll go and melt the bathhouse and call you,” he said, going down the stairs.

Almost an hour passed, but he still wasn’t there. My patience snapped, and I threw on a fur coat and went outside.

The bathhouse was made ofВ high-quality timber, and next toВ it was aВ cozy veranda. Peter closed the door tightly, he heated it well, and thick, black smoke poured out ofВ the chimney.

– Vladochka, we will be coming in soon now.

Peter’s face was flushed. He was wearing only a jumper.

Suddenly aВ strong wind blew, which brought toВ us the increasing ringing ofВ bells and the clatter ofВ hooves. And then, from around the bend, aВ trio ofВ white horses harnessed toВ aВ sleigh appeared, and inВ them several men dressed inВ Russian national costume.

Peter opened the door toВ the bathhouse, and thick steam poured down onВ us.

– The bathhouse has already been heated, let’s go.

We washed for aВ long time, steamed well and whipped each other with aВ birch broom. IВ came out ofВ the bathhouse first, and Peter stayed toВ wash. When IВ was walking home, two men inВ suits blocked my path, and it became clear that these were the men who were riding inВ aВ sleigh.

– Look, Vadik, straight from the bathhouse, – said one of them.

– The dress is just not needed on her, it will be wrong, – Vadik spread his hands.

– But listen, Ivan Terentyevich said to take it quickly and without witnesses. And we have just such a case.

“I’m sorry, young lady, but we were told to kidnap you.

After these words, the tallest man came up toВ me, grabbed me byВ the waist and put it on his shoulder.

“But – oh, touch it,” one of them shouted.

Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.

Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».