It was the long-awaited holiday, the first date.
"Grandmaster, these are the dresses and accessories sent by Your Majesty."
There was a surprise in Mary's whispering voice. Because it's so luxurious that it's hard to believe it's for a date.
Charlize reached out her hand.
The dress on a black background was dazzling with gold and jewels.
"Please try it on."
The maids whispered with ecstatic expressions.
"It's a dress without a corset."
"I heard that it was a garment that was ordered directly from His Majesty at the Cole Salon and was made day and night for several months."
Corset dresses will be more fashionable in the next 200 years. Because it is considered beautiful when a woman's slender waist is emphasized.
It's weak now, but it's better not to have it.
'Dylan's custom made?'
Charlize was surprised.
Isn't this a dress that will only be seen in the era of the women's liberation movement that will take place hundreds of years later? Dylan was way ahead of his time.
'Is it because he's a genius?'
She understood that, but it was just surprising.
The dress was comfortable to wear without the help of a maid.
When Charlize put on the dress, the maids were frozen. In that atmosphere, Charlize looked around. She still hasn't put on makeup or put on her hair ornaments.
Perfect and elegant like the god of death.
"Wow…"
Mary, who had been stiff, casually opened her mouth and admired.
Realizing that she made a sound late, she bowed her head with red cheeks.
"Because the grandmaster wears it… The clothes are not wings, but the grandmaster is like wings. No, they are wings."
"The popularity of the Cole Salon will skyrocket without knowing it. No doubt."
As Charlize sat down in front of the dressing table, the maids whispered as if fascinated. They couldn't stand it without saying it.
Charlize was particularly kind to the maids, so she smiled briefly.
"Aren't you putting on hair decorations?"
"No, it's comfortable."
Charlize replied back kindly.
A headdress made of splendid jewels was placed like a dress. Half of her hair was tied up, and half of her hair was loosened and curled to the side and fell off.
It was a different hairstyle than usual. The subtle harmony was breathtakingly beautiful.
"The accessories and clothes are gorgeous, so I kept the makeup simple."
"You still have very fine skin."
Even without touching the cheeks, Charlize's cheeks were lively, and her lips were moist and red enough to provoke lust.
Although they applied subtle pearls around her eyes, it was as natural as her bare face.
"Thank you."
Charlize only said one word, but the maids' ears were red.
She was so beautiful that even the same woman was enchanted.
"His Majesty is waiting in front of the carriage."
Charlize was soon guided to face Dylan.
'Grandmaster.'
The Shadows were polite in the dark. Shadow was able to understand Dylan and Charlize's relationship, but they couldn't even tolerate the fact that they dared to evaluate it and bowed their heads.
Perhaps he was determined to show off his lover, Dylan's clothes were similar to Charlize's.
"It's my first date, so I prepared a standard course, Charlize."
Charlize.
Given that the title is still unfamiliar, is it because the relationship between masters and disciples is more familiar than lovers?
"Anything is fine, Your Majesty."
Charlize held the emperor's hand.
They got on the carriage together. Shadows, elite knights, followed them.
Charlize was actually a little embarrassed. She was surprised that romantic feelings could develop so quickly. Now Dylan was really only seen as a man.
'After the wet dreams.'
Dylan only held hands with her, but maybe because the carriage is a closed space. He kept getting thirsty because it was just the two of them.
Charlize stared out of the window intentionally.
Dylan respected Charlize's silence and only kept fiddling with her hands.
The atmosphere was tickling. But it was a strange feeling, which he never hated.
"We're here."
Shadow said.
Even the coachman was a Shadow at least. Of course, it's the emperor's visit. The arrival was at the Royal Opera House. The house in the form of large money was splendid from the outside.
From the entrance, the house manager came out and was waiting on a red carpet.
Charlize and Dylan were treated with the utmost respect and were soon taken to the VIP room.
As opera is the culture of nobles, everyone who visited was more than just nobles. The emperor and the grandmaster were different from nobles.
It was the center where you could best see the opera actor's acting and facial expressions.
'It's definitely a classic dating course.'
Because it was the same with Charlize the first time they went on a date. In fact, she was terribly nervous.
No, no matter what she did with Dylan, she would have been nervous.
"It's an opera that continues its sold-out march, Charlize."
The emperor seemed to have decided to call her 'Charlize' in private. But Charlize. It was more embarrassing that he had his lips attached to her ear than her name.
His lips brushed past her earlobe. To remember how soft those lips were the night they watched fireworks together. The tips of her ears burned strangely.
"…Is that so?"
Charlize looked at Dylan for a moment.
As if to see it properly now, he folded his eyes and smiled.
His hand, which had never fallen apart from the beginning of the date, became stronger.
Pit-a-pat.
Her breath trembled. This is love. That's what she thought.
Even though their eyes just collided in the air, she felt like she was being eaten by him. If the entanglement of lips and lips is called a kiss, shouldn't the entanglement of eyes and eyes also be called eye contact?
It was not until the curtain of the opera went up that Charlize finally took her eyes off. His held hands were evident in their presence.
Even the expressions of the singers were vividly seen. Whether the Emperor's viewing was noticeable or not, the singer showed a nervous expression.
Charlize soon became immersed.
A long time later,
The curtain went down. The crowd clapped.
As soon as the opera was over, the manager and singers ran directly to the VIP room to make it feel like a special treatment.
"It is a great honor for you to watch, Your Majesty the Emperor. And the Grandmaster."
They bowed their heads in deep respect.
"…It was a great song."
Charlize only said one sentence.
Knowing how influential she was, everyone was moved.
But Charlize was sincere.
A great opera makes people happy. As much as she was nervous, the song sung by the singer with all of his heart was amazing. Her ears were ecstatic for three hours.
"I'm glad that Charlize was satisfied."
Dylan said, looking only at Charlize.
'I hope you enjoy it.'
After this brief lover's play, she's going to attract Dylan. Even if Dylan has blood on his hand, he knows she'll be with him.
She knew Dylan wouldn't call her selfish.
Charlize smiled.
The next course was a meal.
They had an early dinner while listening to the chef's introduction at the finest restaurant with a direct view of the river.
Charlize felt like walking on clouds all day. Dylan had always been affectionate to Charlize, but his affection as a lover was quite different from usual.
"I've always wanted to walk this street with Charlize."
Coming out of the restaurant, Dylan said.
Charlize nodded as she looked at the straight path.
This place. It was a road that was rumored to be the most beautiful road in the Empire or the entire continent.
It was because the brilliant golden trees that spread out on both sides were only found here.
Before the regression, it was also famous for other meanings.
'To the land trampled upon by Kiera.'
There were only Dylan and Charlize on the road as if they were in control of the access.
Was Dylan's power this absolute unbeaten?
Dylan said while holding Charlize's hand.
"Because I heard it's the prettiest street when the sun sets. We ate dinner a little early, Charlize."
"…It's really pretty."
Did he even consider this and match the concept of the outfit?
'No, it must be.'
Charlize thought.
Watching the golden trees dyed with the setting sun was truly spectacular.
"It's an unforgettable date, Your Majesty. Thank you for preparing it."
"…Together, there are so many things I want to do. The experiences I want to build together, and the places I want to go with you."
"You can take it slow. It's still our first date."
"…"
At Charlize's words, Dylan was silent.
In fact, Dylan was trembling with anxiety.
Whatever it is. He felt like he would never be able to do it if he didn't do it now.
'Why do you keep…'
He didn't know she was thinking like that.
"Your Majesty."
"…Yes, Charlize."
Charlize suddenly stopped walking.
"There is a myth that if lovers walk this road together, they will become eternal lovers."
Did she even read his anxiety?
Dylan looked at Charlize. His lover is just fragrant.
Everything in the world was gorgeous. The sun that burns most brilliantly just before sunset, a mysterious tree with golden leaves. Dozens of Shadows follow in black uniforms.
And, the closest Charlize.
"I am here, Your Majesty."
With a smile, she reassured him.
"Never, never leave."
Dylan looked at Charlize and slowly wrapped her cheek.
Just a week ago, he reached the climax and vomited the hottest breath, and called for Charlize. The feeling of coveting each other quickly revived.
It was a deep kiss.
***
"At the end of the dating course…"
"Yes, that's right."
Dylan affirmed.
When they reached the end of the road, it was an orphanage. Charlize entered with a strange face.
"Wow. A pretty sister is here again!"
"Hi."
The children were delighted and greeted Charlize.
Because Charlize also liked children. She bent down with a soft smile. The children have shocking memories from the brutality of the magic tower, but their vigilance is blurred by the constant stability of the orphanage.
They embraced Charlize without hesitation. Charlize stroked the children's hair.
"Long time no see."
The head of the orphanage came out and said silently. After dealing appropriately with Dylan, he found the last child.
"Were you and this brother dating?"
That's how he asked her. The kid who kindly held the candy in his hand.
"We're in a relationship."
"Wow. They're dating!"
This time, when Dylan said that, giving him chocolate, the child clapped his hand with joy.
Hearing this conversation because it was so close, Charlize laughed for a moment.
'You're here to say this.'
Then Charlize paused.
'The incompatibility I felt was real.'
By then, Charlize had already suspected that Dylan was kind to the child because he loved her.
'The suspicion was true.'
Charlize closed her lips.
It was decided that she should trust her intuition more in the future.
"?"
Charlize, who suddenly felt her gaze, looked up reflexively.
"The smell of blood…"
Gold, who was peeping outside the bushes and sticking her head out, hid down again.
"…Gold?"
From Charlize. The child who smelled the fairy following the piece of Ehyrit.
Charlize realized at the moment. What Gold was looking at. It's not Charlize, but Dylan who was next to her.
'But why are you hiding?'
Charlize just stopped.
For a moment. It's very strange.
'Does Dylan smell like Ehyrit's pieces?'
That kind of strange intuition.
It's rising.