The moment he walked on the curtain, Dylan felt something different.
It felt as if Charlize had suddenly returned. Different from the previous one to be clearly distinguished.
It's not Dylan's misunderstanding, but…
'What is it?'
But Dylan's thoughts didn't go any further.
Because Charlize's dreamy eyes caught Dylan's gaze and bent round.
"Your Majesty."
A gentle voice.
A bright friendly smile.
She shines brightly.
Dylan's cold mind was disturbed for a moment.
"That…"
He definitely felt an ominous intuition, and he tried to ask Charlize about this.
But Charlize is too beautiful. He couldn't say anything for a moment.
She had pale skin. It was a beauty that did not allow comparison as much as the overwhelming swordsmanship.
Dylan's jaw was tightened. Charlize wasn't disturbed at all and was only looking up at Dylan.
The emperor had to ask.
"What's going on?"
But in Charlize's eyes, his tongue was ready to spit out sharp words. It was softened.
"…"
Meanwhile, Charlize, who faced Dylan, smiled and stroked her chest deeply inwardly.
Right before she got caught. Because she returned to the Empress's Palace at the last minute.
'Anyway, the time was right.'
The only thing hidden under the smile of the grandmaster is the coolness.
"…I want to see Master."
Dylan's eyes were silent for a moment.
He asked if it was true that she was still in the Empress Palace.
In fact, what Dylan wanted to ask was not such a light question.
'Do you know the future?'
He just wanted to ask that.
But Dylan felt he had to be careful.
Charlize left Dylan.
Without telling the reason. But he thought that there must have been a reason aside from the future.
Of course, it may still be a twisted obsession to believe in Charlize.
"I was worried that Master might not be here."
Anyway, Dylan only stimulates Charlize's guilt.
He didn't really resent Charlize.
Looking at Charlize with excellent eyes as if he had tears in his eyes and smiling so refreshingly.
It's just Dylan's wish to remember the boyhood that Charlize took away.
As expected, Charlize was a little shaken.
"Are you anxious?"
He knows Charlize's tendency to reach out once she sees his weakness.
Charlize's hand reached into the air and touched Dylan's cheek. He just let it be patted.
Charlize's fingertips gently tickled his skin. Dylan pressed his lips to Charlize's palm.
A kiss is as open as a bird rubbing its feathers.
"I've been here all day, so how can I leave?"
'It's a lie.'
Although it may be said that she has been in the Empress's palace all day.
Charlize will surely run away again in the near future.
Dylan knew this clearly.
That said, he had no intention of blaming Charlize. Because now,
'It's the fault of the betrayed, not the betrayer.'
Because he was thinking.
There must be a reason why Charlize had to leave without being honest with Dylan.
'By some logic, I don't know.'
Dylan hadn't even gotten there yet.
He just guessed a little at the source of Charlize's genius.
The reason Charlize had to leave Dylan, he had to let her open up and talk about it on her own. She decides not to abandon Dylan, so she decides to stay with him.
In order to do that.
The extent of the identity that Charlize was desperately hiding had to be discovered by Dylan himself.
In the past, he wouldn't have told her anything to satisfy Charlize's expectations. Now there was no line Dylan couldn't cross for Charlize.
'But it shouldn't be halfway.'
Asking about Charlize only irritates her and does not help the situation.
Dylan had to speak as if he were stabbing the core when he was confident.
Only then will Charlize be able to trust Dylan.
Precisely, Dylan's plea to go through any hardships together will convince her that he is capable of solving Charlize's anxieties no matter what it is.
'Without even grasping Charlize.'
When he spoke like a child, it was not convincing.
First, you have to show your skills.
"When I see myself in His Majesty's eyes, I feel like I've become a different person."
"What kind of person are you?"
"Well, I'm becoming more gentle and relaxed…"
Said Charlize.
Dylan smelled an unfamiliar scent from Charlize. Something closer to the scent of nature…
Charlize's fingers crossed Dylan's lips hotly.
Dylan paid attention to Charlize.
With a casual face, Charlize encourages Dylan.
A touch that knows how to impuls Dylan better than anyone else. Dylan was already crazy enough, but he seemed more likely to go crazy.
'A woman of great beauty.'
It was a word that came to mind when he saw Charlize.
The tyrants in the history books who fall for the beauty and drive the country to ruin. He thought it was a problem for those in power who couldn't balance, but Dylan was in the same situation.
He was completely losing his temper with Charlize.
He has already lived that way, but whatever Charlize wants, the emperor will give under her feet.
Worthy of Charlize. He wanted to be a man with the greatest value that Charlize had no choice but to choose.
Because she is not the one who will be drawn to the position of emperor.
In the meantime, maybe the day will come when she will know that he thoroughly cares about his appearance, participates in the design of the uniform he will show to Charlize, and even lowers his voice when he speaks out.
"I want it, Master."
"In Your Majesty's eyes, I'm unique and special. I'm more precious than anyone else in the world."
"It's not just my opinion, it's an absolute fact."
Charlize smiled slightly.
It was a charming smile that made him want to kiss her right away.
Charlize's hand brushed Dylan's cheek, ruffled his hair, touched his ear, and then fell away.
Dylan closed his lip, feeling strangely sad.
"I wish I had the heart to give it back."
It is only when he realized again that he cannot have Charlize's heart even if they shared warmth.
After a clever remark, Charlize tilted her head and asked.
"Can I kiss you?"
Charlize looked up at Dylan with a look that seemed insensitive to sex at first glance.
Dylan knew. No, he knows it thoroughly.
That Charlize's desire is closer to instinct.
Charlize's question was not about loving Dylan and coveting him. It was closer to the feeling that the body was following her own desires without hesitation.
'Even if it's only a temporary desire, it doesn't matter because it's being desired.'
Dylan lowered his eyes thinking.
He's not saying Charlize was light, but her weight was not as serious as Dylan's.
But yeah, what does it matter?
The emperor bowed his head. So that Charlize, who is sitting down, can kiss.
Each other's breath flows between their close faces. The touch. The feel. The detailed flow and the tension that comes and goes urgently.
"Can I lead?"
Charlize raised her arms.
She asks while still wrapping Dylan's neck.
He wants to fall into that gaze.
He just wanted to read the abyss.
The mysterious navy eyes became darker toward the edges. It gets strangely wet.
It's bent as it is.
"Yes? Your Majesty."
"When…"
Dylan opened his lips.
"Did you spend the night asking for my permission?"
"Have I ever served without Dylan's consent?"
"…There wasn't."
"But?"
In this situation, Dylan's name, pronounced by Charlize, was terribly provocative.
Charlize grabbed Dylan's tie with one of her hands. She fiddles with his tie as if playing with his hand.
Dylan thought he was losing his mind.
Fine vibrations continue to be transmitted to the neck, which is the weakest part of human areas. His skin was chafed. Power slowly entered Charlize's hand. His head tilted towards Charlize.
"Tell me."
Their lips touched.
It fell again.
Dylan's breathing was now uncontrollably rough.
"It's okay to lead."
Dylan said as if chewing a knife.
Charlize looked at him deeply and smiled briefly.
"…"
And.
As a reward, a sweet kiss followed.
Rough yet drowsy. Melting hot.
It is irresistible.
He can't hate her.
He has no choice but to love.
Suddenly, Dylan's mind went blank.
But before he was completely swept away by his lust, Dylan made a decision.
'I will meet Kahu.'
He had something to confirm when he met Kahu.
Only then will Dylan gain confidence in Charlize.
"Dylan."
But the thought did not go any further.
Because Charlize touched Dylan.
Charlize, who was now in front of him, was the only entity Dylan needed to know.
"Yes, Charlize."
He can't stand it.
Dylan had no word that didn't match Charlize as well as self-control.
He has already gone far beyond his control.
Dylan grabbed Charlize's wrist tightly and climbed up.
He's dizzyingly high.
He thought maybe he could die like this.
***
Ronan Castle.
The Grand Duke's office.
A letter came from Charlize. It wasn't delivered by a messenger, but suddenly appeared in the air and he was surprised.
The Grand Duke opened the letter at once.
"What does it say?"
It was a family meeting after a long time.
The first young master, Akan, urgently asked. Akan's black eyes were sparkling with excitement.
"…The grandmaster."
The Grand Duke opened his lips.
Can Charlize's name, which was not called as a child, be called now?
The Grand Duke wasn't that thick-faced. Although Charlize is of his lineal descent.
Now, the Grand Duke thoroughly called Charlize with courtesy.
The moment he saw Charlize's letter, he got goosebumps.
"I can't understand the thoughts of the grandmaster."
"Why, Father? Any problem?"
Dante asked. The Grand Duke raised his head.
But in an instant, an absolute truth flashed through the Grand Duke's mind.
'The bottom should never read the mind of the superior.'
Charlize was the superior of the Grand Duke. It has nothing to do with age or blood ties.
However, it was so vague that he wanted to know this time.
'Are you serious?'
Charlize said to strike the emperor. It was a letter on the premise that the Grand Duke would refuse.
That was the content.
Charlize would have known that the Grand Duke would hesitate. Charlize had no faith in the Grand Duke or the Grand Duchy.
As always, they were convinced that they would value their security more than Charlize.
'Because.'
Because it's natural for Charlize.
The Grand Duke realized.
Charlize never assumes that they think of Charlize as a family.
It was the people of the Grand Duchy who destroyed the premises from the start.
The Grand Duke went to his knees and begged Charlize for help. Charlize has sent such a letter that he does not trust in the slightest.
But he couldn't dare to offend her. Because he just figured it out.
It's too late. There was no appropriate word other than that expression in this situation.
To Charlize, they are. Utterly late.