"It's a carefully selected fabric material for Your Majesty."
Dylan looked through it. No fabric was Charlize's taste.
"Isn't there any high-quality fabric made of satin?"
For a moment, the costumier was surprised by the jargon that flowed out of the emperor's mouth.
However, in an empire with strong imperial power, the emperor is like a god.
It is natural that the emperor is omnipotent.
The costumier said, bowing his head.
"Of course there is, but… All of the highest quality satin fabrics available to the imperial family are pre-contracted."
"Pre-contract?"
Dylan asked back indifferently.
He had enough money and power to overflow. It was also one of the few good things about being emperor.
Although the breach of the pre-contract disrupts the market order. It was enough if there was no problem.
"Is it possible to pay the penalty and collect all the pre-contracted fabrics? It doesn't matter if the price is 10 times higher than the market."
"Yes, of course, Your Majesty. I accept the order of dignity."
Said the costumier.
"The place that deals with the finest satin fabric is a salon run by Madame Cole. I know Madame Cole personally, so I'll be able to bring the fabric without any problems."
Cole's salon?
Dylan suddenly thought he had heard of it, so he looked through his head.
He remembered. The Cole Salon was the exclusive clothing room of the Duke of Delmon.
In short, fully responsible for all of Kahu's clothes.
"Then, Your Majesty, as soon as we get the fabric. We will make a suit to fit your size. Do you have any color you want?"
"…Black."
"Yes, I'll design a luxurious black suit with a small golden imperial pattern. Thank you for your precious time. We will repay you with the best clothes."
He saw the costumier trying to walk away.
Dylan suddenly felt an impulse.
He tried to suppress it, but there was no need. Dylan took a step closer, taking off his lips.
"Wait a minute."
The costumier looked back slowly.
He looked puzzled for a moment, but soon he came to bow his head.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Dylan hesitated, but it was just an instant.
The corners of the emperor's mouth immediately drew lines.
"Do this."
The costumier's eyes grew slowly as he listened to Dylan.
***
"I came here at the call of the noble person."
Madame Cole repressed her bewildered mind and presented her courtesy to the emperor.
"I greet the sun of the Empire."
Madame trembled at the sight of the young emperor, whom she had only heard of.
He raised a military force to usurp his father's throne and stop the royal family's seed.
'Tyrant.'
Everyone couldn't speak openly, but Dylan has been called like this implicitly.
She heard that he was once the 13th prince without a presence, but looking at him now, it was hard to imagine.
He's so dazzling and brilliant. How come there was no presence?
"With all due respect, Your Majesty. May I ask why you have called a clothier with a lot of shortcomings like me?"
Madame ducked too far in front of Dylan. Dylan read the restrained fear and trembling from Madame.
'It's easy.'
Is she 45 years old this year? The afterimage of the firm hand, which reveals the years of hard work like the rings of a tree, drew attention.
Just the moment when he meets Madame and makes eye contact. Dylan figured it out.
Efforts were made to survive in an aristocratic society after her husband died when she was young.
Although she was very intimidated by many noblewomen, in fact, she has an independent and feisty personality.
If the authority is weak but the honor is at stake, strong enough to fight against it.
Dylan looked at Madame with a dignified face as if she were wearing a mask.
"Yeah, maybe you've been waiting for this moment."
"Yes?"
"How far is your ambition?"
Madame was confused for a moment at Dylan's question. She winces defensively but sparkles with a look that can not be hidden.
"It is said that there are three decisive opportunities in a person's life. I think today is the most brilliant and surest opportunity you've ever had."
"…"
"If you are the person who will receive the highest honor. Don't you need the wisdom to grab hold of when luck follows?"
Fancy dresses and tailored suits are among the luxury of the nobles. Madame, whose job is to deal with and curry favor with high-ranking nobles, was more useful than most information guilds.
He needed at least a chessman. The reason why he chose Madame Cole is that there is no Charlize.
"Your Majesty's words mean…"
Madame Cole, who noticed it, couldn't feel the reality for a while. Then she soon realized what a great opportunity this was and opened her eyes wide.
If it's the honor that the emperor will promise, it will be a clothing room collaboration with the imperial family and it is the way to envy all nobles. The way to gain enormous influence.
"Oh my god, I, I will do whatever Your Majesty wants in the future."
Madame Cole immediately fell on the floor. Pride was not a word meant to stand out at this moment.
Dylan looked down at Madame.
He already knew that she would react like this. When it really came true as expected, it was not fun either.
'I want to destroy it.'
The green eye that he wants to get rid of.
A dull and intense impulse suddenly rises. Excited by the quite long silence, Madame glanced up.
"Uhh, Your Majesty?"
"Ahh."
'Yes, Master doesn't want it.'
Dylan smiled, disrupting his thoughts.
It's about shaking people's minds. It was very easy for him.
***
"Grandmaster, you're so beautiful."
It's something she heard all the time, so she can just skip it.
Charlize also agreed with the maid's words this time. Charlize in the mirror was beautiful even to her eyes.
Autumn is almost over. The day has already entered the beginning of winter. It was a timely white dress.
In a series of delicate designs reminiscent of snowflakes, it gently wraps her soft skin. It was more mysterious by covering her face with a white veil.
The makeup was light, but it was still too beautiful. The ornaments had the effect of making even the countless blood-stained magic swords look like swan.
Now it was time to choose the accessories to give points.
The maids arranged the accessory storage box in front of Charlize. Because they thought that Charlize's sense and taste came first.
"How about the new green diamond necklace? It's a rare colored diamond, so I think it's going to catch people's eyes especially in the ballroom."
"Today's dress design seems to work better with these tear-shaped sapphire earrings…"
The maids agreed to offer two main accessories.
Coincidentally, each color reminded her of Dylan and Kahu.
Kahu's green eyes resemble green nature. And refreshing Dylan's blue eyes. Charlize agonized for a moment. All the maids were ready to follow Charlize's choice.
Charlize's worries were not long.
***
Charlize and Kahu were the main characters of this ball. So, normally Dylan would have escorted Charlize, except this time.
Time flew like an arrow.
Until the traitors were wiped out, it was autumn with only red leaves, but the winter came when the soft snow would fall on the bare branches.
It's been a while since she saw Kahu, and she felt he was very mature. Of course, he's only one year older than Charlize, but he was completely mature compared to Dylan, who was still young.
"It's been a while, grandmaster. Have you been well?"
"Yes, young duke."
Charlize gently grabbed the hand that Kahu extended. Charlize smiled.
"It's been a while."
Kahu's eyes seemed to tremble a little. Charlize noticed that Kahu's neck was stiff. He seemed more nervous than when the Golem appeared.
Charlize and Kahu soon walked on the red carpet together. Like the main characters of the party, they entered almost at the last minute.
The eyes of many nobles, including the Emperor, reached them.
"Look over there. It's the grandmaster and the young duke."
"They went to the underworld and wiped out all the remaining traitors."
"I heard that it was an amazing skill. It's a clean swordsmanship skill that can only be admired…"
The young noble ladies looked at Charlize with subtle longing and curiosity.
Although rumors of being a wicked woman have not disappeared. Charlize was a being that could never be flawed with her skills.
"Wait a minute, I'm thirsty, so I'm going to get some water."
Kahu, who seemed to have cold sweat on his hand, told Charlize.
Charlize nodded her head.
"Yes, young duke."
Dressed in a formal black suit, Kahu made a point with a unique white patterned jacket.
It looks like he paid a lot of attention to fashion, and he actually pulled it off brilliantly. Nevertheless, he seemed to be a little ashamed that he could not suppress his tension.
"Please wait a moment."
Charlize looked back after seeing Kahu moving away. It was because she thought it would be more counterproductive if she talked to him to relieve his tension.
'It's been a long time since we had a ball.'
Not only for Charlize, but there has been no ball in the Blade Empire itself recently.
Because it hasn't been long since the new emperor ascended the throne. And everyone was wary of Dylan.
Even the emperor doesn't hold a ball to commemorate his accession, how would other nobles do it?
Everyone seemed excited about the ball after a long time. As the seasons changed, the busy period passed.
Now everyone is used to the fact that Dylan is the emperor. No one mentioned the late Emperor in prison.
"Oh, my."
"Oh, my God."
Strange exclamations tickle her ears. As Charlize slowly raised her head, Dylan was seen from the opposite side.
Dylan was walking.
At a pace that is neither fast nor slow. Making eye contact with Charlize.
Charlize somehow couldn't take her eyes off him as if she had been possessed. A golden ornate pattern was carved on the sleeve only for the emperor.
Coming from the same seat as Dietrich, but a different man.
Dylan, who has come so close, looks at Charlize.
"Master."
Dylan's voice was sweet.
Kahu, who had just finished drinking water, appeared from afar.
Charlize made eye contact with the puzzled Kahu. However.
"I want you to stop watching the young duke."
Said Dylan.
"For today."
Dylan came closer and blocked Charlize's sight.
"Just think of me. Why don't you just put me in your eyes?"
Charlize.
It was scattered like a whisper, but it was definitely a name.
With a voice that is so sweet but irresistible.
Dylan gently wraps Charlize's cheek. So that Charlize's gaze is naturally fixed on Dylan.
As if to look only at himself. There was a clear possessiveness in Dylan's eyes.
***