Days had passed and since then Louis had stayed true to what he had said to Charlotte - more like a promise and that made Charlotte behave in the last few days for reasons unknown.
Instead of bombarding and yelling at the maids when they enter her room — just because Louis was always inside guiding the lady — she never did. In the last few days - she had been obedient that no one could see that the lady was a scoundrel in the past.
Well, some who may not yet know of her sudden change will always refer to her as the villainess of the Empire. Yet servants already in the household felt like they had been struck by a great lightning bolt, that they were not even aware whether they were living in reality or in their dreams.
What they had dreamed of had finally paved the way to make the lady - a true lady and how a lady should act. They were proud of the sudden change Charlotte had, they were even grateful that she finally changed and it was because of the new butler the lady had.
But for some reason some of the servants were still reluctant to accept that the lady was changing so rapidly that they doubted whether she was just playing or not. Therefore, some of the servants still feared that they might incur the lady's wrath
"Louis, won't you do as I tell you - right now?"
"Well, my lady - as I have told you for the past few days - that I will always be by your side."
"For heaven's sake Louis! I'm not a prisoner here, okay?!"
"But in my opinion, my lady. If I hadn't been in the park that day - you would both have been held captive by other men far more dangerous than those outside the Empire, Lady Charlotte."
After saying those words, Louis felt for a second that he meant business to her until his expression changed again to smile at the lady who now furrowed her eyebrows paired with her eyes widened than her mouth already opening wide.
Louis spoke to her again while doing something that made her already wide eyes even bigger than usual
"It seems my lady was surprised. Don't worry, I'll learn to keep my emotions intact, okay? So you don't have to look like that."
After saying those words, Louis gently lifted the lady's chin only to close her mouth with those thin red lips he already sees, causing him to smile even wider at her.
Then he paused after saying his last words and thought of a better action as his gaze fixed on the lady's stance and made him shake his head while both sides of his lips were still taped up, which furrowed Charlotte's eyebrows for a second, until she felt a sensation on her back so warm it sent some uncontrollable shivers down her spine
"Oh! I almost forgot, my lady. A lady - should behave like this and you should straighten your back more. Lean not on the chair you are sitting on but more on the gap between them. That way you can I will immediately feel relaxed when you correct your posture."
Hearing over and over again that soft and gentle tone Louis had said to her made her cheeks feel like it was getting hot but it was all in her head – she just thought it was a summer vibe and that's all what matters to them.
In fact, even her heart was not tamed at all. She felt like at any moment — it's going to explode, or worse, go squishy — she's going to jump out of her body.
"Milady - are you alright? Don't you have a fever or something?"
Again - her heartbeat began to beat faster than before, since it was the only sound she heard for a moment, she felt like every second was agony for her, as she was already doing - unconsciously holding her breath while her hands gripped her dress tightly.
She doesn't even know why, but it seems like her actions and her body have a mind of their own.
Louis, unaware of what the lady was feeling, brought his face closer to the lady as he rested his forehead on the lady's forehead to see if she was hot for a moment.
Even both of Louis' hands were on the lady's cheeks. After a few seconds - first Louis noticed that she wasn't feverish at all. Therefore, he was already knitting his brows as he moved his forehead away from the lady – yet all he saw was the lady's red face as he forcefully closed his eyes, coupled with the wrinkling of her eyebrows
'What's my lady's problem these days? I've been seeing her like this on and off for the past few days and just couldn't help but do this every time to check if she has a fever or not. However, based on what I have always done, I have never felt that she has a fever or is ill. Am I imagining it?'
Louis kept thinking about the possibilities of what-ifs for the lady's odd actions - when suddenly an idea struck him
While Charlotte on the other hand looked like she could fall to the ground at any minute while her heart made the unnecessary noises that make her feel like it was the only sound she heard.
She even forces herself to close her eyes because she doesn't want to see how gorgeous the young man in front of her is doing such things to her. All he cares about right now is that she leaves the place - even if it's her room - just to be far away from Louis.
But she knew that in her condition - she can barely move an inch
'Why am I always like this when it comes to him?! I don't understand it myself! Why does it have to be him making me feel this way? Did he have any magic in him?!'
The moment she was able to calm down a bit was the moment she opened her eyes only to see Louis - who was still smiling broadly at her.
But after a few seconds - she wouldn't even expect Louis to immediately grab one of her hands and drag her out of her room. Yet the way Louis held Charlotte's hand was as if he were holding soft cotton.
She felt his gentle touch on her hand, making her look at his back as they ran to the place Louis knew Charlotte would eventually like
"...and here we are. Do you even remember the night you told me all your secrets, my lady? Well, they were just in here."
There Louis, still holding Charlotte's hand, pointed to the large tree in the garden. But what Charlotte was looking for wasn't even the tree Louis was pointing to.
Her gaze shifted more to the young man who was still holding Charlotte gently. Her vision was drawn to him that she was mesmerized by the sight of the warm golden rays of the sun falling on his whole being, making him appear like a god before Charlotte.
There she wouldn't even consider that her whole world would suddenly stop in time with her heart. She felt like everything was happening in slow motion, she felt like there was never anyone there but the two of them and what she could only hear for a moment was her heart beating as hard as it used to be when she was in her rooms were .
Everything about Louis made Charlotte unable to speak - even pushing his hand away from hers without her knowing why. All she knew for the moment was — Louis was making him do things she never thought she would do.
After a few seconds, Louis finally releases his grip on Charlotte, making her feel like all the warmth she felt before has gone and been replaced with a cold touch of the gentle breeze
It took Louis to move on and leave Charlotte behind. At that moment - the image that was portrayed in the lady's mind was the image of a lady - who was beautiful enough that any man would fall for it.
In her image she sees someone walking away from her, without himself too just looking around. In this case - her heart pounding painfully as she unconsciously reached for her chest to stop what she was feeling, but what she saw in front of her was a yellow rose and when she looked up at the person - she saw just A young beautiful man knitting his eyebrows as he looks at her
"Are you all right, my lady? I thought you might like to see this, so - I'll pick a yellow rose for you."
"Louis - are you even aware of what it symbolizes?"
"Well, as I know, it symbolizes loyalty and I give this to you as my loyalty, my lady."
'It seems like the lady is ok now because she doesn't feel what she used to feel. She looked like she was in pain earlier, but now I felt like she was okay'
"For me, Louis - giving me this yellow rose means that you are even ready to have me imprisoned for the rest of your life."