Escape From The Tyrant

Second Escape Plan Bag.5

As he walked over the curtains, Dylan felt something different.

It felt as if Charlize had suddenly returned. Different from the previous one should be clearly distinguished.

It's not Dylan's misunderstanding, but…

'What is that?'

But Dylan's mind didn't go any further.

Because Charlize's eyes looked over, she caught Dylan's gaze and bowed.

"Your Majesty."

A soft voice.

A bright friendly smile.

He's shining brightly.

Dylan's cold mind was interrupted for a moment.

"That's…"

He actually felt an unpleasant intuition, and he tried to ask Charlize about this.

But Charlize is too pretty. He couldn't say anything for a moment.

He has pale skin. It was a beauty that did not allow for comparisons as much as an outstanding swordsmanship.

Dylan's jaw is hardened. Charlize was not bothered at all and just stared at Dylan.

The emperor had to ask.

"What the hell is going on?"

But in Charlize's eyes, her tongue was ready to spout sharp words. It's softened.

“…”

While Charlize who was facing Dylan smiled and stroked her chest deeply.

Just before he got caught. Because she returned to the Empress Palace at the last minute.

"Again, the time is right."

The only thing hidden under the grandmaster's smile was coolness.

“...I want to meet Master.”

Dylan's eyes fell silent for a moment.

He asked if it was true that he was still in the Empress Palace.

Actually what Dylan wanted to ask was not 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 me the reason. But he thought that there must be a reason other than the future.

Of course, believing in Charlize might still be her deviant obsession.

"I'm afraid Master might not be here."

After all, Dylan just wanted to stimulate Charlize's guilt.

He didn't really hate Charlize.

Staring at Charlize with incredible eyes as if she had tears in her eyes and smiling was extremely refreshing.

It was only Dylan's desire to remember the childhood Charlize had taken.

As expected, Charlize was slightly shaken.

"Are you worried?"

She knew Charlize's tendency to reach out once she saw her weakness.

Charlize's hand stretched out into the air and touched Dylan's cheek. He just let it touch.

Charlize's fingertips gently tickled her skin. Dylan pressed his lips against Charlize's palm.

An open kiss like a bird rubbing its feathers.

"I've been here all day, so how can I go?"

'That's a lie.'

Although it could be said that she had been in the Empress's palace all day.

Charlize will definitely escape again in the near future.

Dylan knew this clearly.

In fact, he had no intention of blaming Charlize. Because now, now,

'This is a mistake betrayed, not a betrayal.'

Because he was thinking.

There must be a reason why Charlize had to go without being honest with Dylan.

'With some logic, I don't know.'

Dylan had not even come to his conclusion.

He only guessed a little about the source of Charlize's genius.

The reason Charlize had to leave Dylan, she had to let him be honest and talk about it herself. She decided not to leave Dylan, so she decided to stay with him.

To do that.

The extent of the identity Charlize had hidden desperately had to be discovered by Dylan himself.

In the past, he would not say anything to her to meet Charlize's expectations. Now there was no line that Dylan could not cross for Charlize.

"But it can't be half-and-half."

Asking about Charlize only irritated her and did not help the situation.

Dylan had to speak as if he was piercing the core when he was confident.

Only then would Charlize be able to trust Dylan.

Instead, Dylan's pleas to go through any hardship together would convince him that he was able to resolve Charlize's anxiety, whatever it was.

'Even without grasping Charlize.'

When he spoke like a child, it was inconclusive.

First, you need to show your skills.

“When I see myself in His Majesty's eyes, I feel like a different person.”

"What kind of person are you?"

“Well, I became softer and more relaxed.” said Charlize.

Dylan smelled a foreign scent from Charlize. Something closer to the smell of nature…

Charlize's finger crossed Dylan's lips with heat.

Dylan looked at Charlize.

With a relaxed face, Charlize encouraged Dylan.

A touch that knows how to push Dylan better than anyone else. Dylan was already crazy enough, but it seemed like he was more likely to go crazy.

"A very beautiful woman."

It was a word that came to his mind when he saw Charlize.

The tyrants in the history books who fall in love with beauty will push the country towards destruction. He thought it was a problem for those in power who could not balance, but Dylan was in the same situation as them.

He had completely lost his temper with Charlize.

He had already lived like that, but whatever Charlize wanted, the emperor would give it under her feet.

Worth it for Charlize. He wanted to be the man with the greatest value for Charlize until Charlize had no choice but to choose him.

Because he was not the one who would be drawn into the position of emperor.

Meanwhile, perhaps the time will come when he will know that he cares deeply about his appearance, participates in the uniform design he will show Charlize, and even lowers his voice as he speaks.

"I want it, Master."

“In His Majesty's eyes, I am unique and special. I'm more valuable than anyone 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 immediately.

Charlize's hand rubbed Dylan's cheeks, ruffled her hair, touched her ears, then fell.

Dylan kissed her lips, strangely feeling sad.

"I wish I had the heart to give it back."

It was only when he realized again that he could not have Charlize's heart even if they shared her warmth.

After an intelligent comment, Charlize tilted her head and asked.

Charlize looked at Dylan with a gaze that seemed insensitive to *** at first glance.

Dylan knows. No, he knows very well.

Charlize's desire was closer to instinct.

Charlize's question isn't about loving Dylan and wishing for him. It is closer to the feeling that the body is following its own desires without hesitation.

'Even if it's just a temporary wish, it doesn't matter because it's desirable.'

Dylan looked down while thinking.

He didn't say Charlize was light, but her weight wasn't as serious as Dylan's.

But yes, what is it?

The emperor lowered his head. So Charlize, who was sitting, could kiss.

Breaths flow between their faces. Touching. Feelings. Detailed flow and tension that comes and goes immediately.

"Can I do it?"

Charlize raised her hand.

He asked while still hugging Dylan's neck.

He wanted to fall into that look.

He just wanted to read the abyss.

The mysterious blue eyes of the sea became darker towards the edges. It's strange to get wet.

It's bowing like that.

"Yes? Your Excellency.”

"When…"

Dylan opened his lips.

"Did you spend the night asking my permission?"

“Have I ever served without Dylan's approval?”

“... No.”

"But?"

In this situation, the name Dylan, which Charlize spoke, was very provocative.

Charlize grabbed Dylan's tie with one of his hands. He plays his tie as if playing with his hands.

Dylan thought he was losing his mind.

Fine vibrations are constantly transmitted to the neck, which is the weakest part of the human body area. Skin scuffed. The power slowly entered Charlize's hands. His head was tilted towards Charlize.

"Say."

Their lips kissed.

It fell again.

Dylan's breathing now became violently uncontrollable.

"It's okay for you to do it."

Dylan said as if chewing a knife.

Charlize looked at him deeply and smiled briefly.

“…”

And.

As a gift, a sweet kiss followed.

Rough but sleepy. Hot and melted.

It's unbearable.

He can't hate her.

He has no choice but to love.

Suddenly, Dylan's mind went blank.

But before he was completely washed away by his lust, Dylan made a decision.

"I'll meet Kahu."

He has something to confirm when he meets Kahu.

Only then would Dylan gain Charlize's trust.

"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 couldn't stand it.

Dylan did not have a word that did not match Charlize as well as self-control.

He is far beyond his control.

Dylan grabbed Charlize's wrist tightly and climbed up her body.

He's very tall.

He thought maybe he could die like this.

***

Ronan Castle.

Grand Duke's Office.

A letter came from Charlize. It was not delivered by an envoy, but it suddenly appeared in the air and he was shocked.

The Grand Duke opened the letter at once.

"What's that saying?"

It was a family meeting after a long time.

The first young master, Will, immediately asked. Black eyes Will sparkle with joy.

“...Grandmaster.”

The Grand Duke opened his lips.

Could the name Charlize, who was not referred to as a child, be called now?

The Grand Duke was not thick-faced. Although Charlize was his descendant.

Now, the Grand Duke actually called Charlize politely.

As he looked at Charlize's letter, he chills.

"I can't understand the grandmaster's mind."

“Why, Dad? Any problems?”

ask Dante. The Grand Duke raised his head.

But in an instant, an absolute truth flashed through the Grand Duke's mind.

'The subordinates should never read the mind of the superior.'

Charlize is the superior of the Grand Duke. It has nothing to do with age or blood ties.

However, it was so faint that he wanted to know this time.

'Are you serious?'

Charlize said to attack the emperor. It was a letter with the premise that the Grand Duke would refuse.

That's the content.

Charlize would know that the Grand Duke would hesitate. Charlize did not believe in the Grand Duke or the Grand Duchy.

As always, they were confident that they would value their security more than Charlize.

'Because.'

Because it was natural for Charlize.

The Grand Duke realized.

Charlize never assumed that they considered Charlize a family.

It was the people of the Grand Duchy who destroyed the place from the very beginning.

The Grand Duke knelt down and begged Charlize for help. Charlize had sent the letter in such a way that she did not believe in the slightest.

But he did not dare to offend her. Because he just realized it.

Already late. There was no proper word other than that expression in this situation.

For Charlize, they. Really late.