Escape From The Tyrant

Taming Future Tyrants (13)

Charlize calmed down with difficulty.

"I want His Majesty to marry the young Miss 'Remiya'."

Once again, he firmly affirmed his opinion.

“...As expected, I understand.”

Dylan replied in a slight daze. Why does he look unhappy? Charlize closed her mind.

'I was determined not to go deeper.

'I'll keep my distance from Dylan.'

The Crown Prince placed the document on the table. The tip of his finger shook.

'As I thought, is he sick?'

Perhaps because of his experience caring for the 7th concubine to death, at that time Dylan tried to maintain his health strictly, without caring for himself.

'That's why Dylan is in such a bad shape.'

“Let's end the class today, given your condition.”

"…Yes.Yes."

Dylan shut his mouth. As if to ask again, the beast acted like a child.

But he couldn't get the words out.

'I have to take Dylan to the doctor that's the first thing to do tomorrow morning, ' Charlize walked out thinking.

All the wishes he shared became Dylan's. So, this time again that's for sure…

The Crown Princess must be 'Remiya'.

He didn't see Dylan's eyes when he left,

… At least Charlize is very sure.

***

'But what is all this ...'

“...I, I actually…! There is an ordinary man I love…! Well, I can't live without 'X'! I've, I've devoted my body and my heart to her.”.

'X'S? Isn't that an exaggeratedly made name?'

Remiya crying.

'I remember him with his ambitious eyes, but now his eyes are full of tears.

'For power, I thought he would trample on love and laugh at it.

'Did I judge the wrong person?'

Remiya pleaded with tears, without worrying about her messy makeup.

"Young lady. There's no way that you haven't heard the wedding news it's almost decided. ”

“I don't deserve to be the Crown Princess…! I realize it now! I don't need wealth, honor, or power.”

Charlize blinked her eyes.

“I can throw away my life for my X. My love is noble, Grandmaster. Trust me. Please let me go..”

If a stranger likes her, that person may think that she was forced to marry against her will and she says that she hates him.

'Who was the first to plead so much to visit me and want to become the Crown Princess?'

Charlize looked at Remiya with a hint of absurdity.

He knelt down and sobbed as if he had nothing to show for now.

Remiya was a young lady of nobility.

It would be more appropriate to take out harsh words gracefully while fanning herself gently, but it was unnatural to put her knees on the floor where even a servant would not sit easily.

In Charlize's view, Remiya was a woman with high self-esteem, enough she would bite her tongue rather than kneel.

'What the fuck…'

“X, X…! I like X…! I'd rather die without X!”

'Who is X?'

“Haa..”

It's getting tough. Charlize was annoyed and frowned.

When the three candidates for the position of Crown Princess confirmed 'Remiya', the other two chosen had already sent a message to surrender.

They had given up the dream of becoming Crown Princess from the very beginning and exchanged marriages with other noble families.

“Young Miss, do you intend to be swept away by momentary emotions and ruin a big goal? Do you really not know what it means to be the Crown Princess?”

"But."

Remiya bit her lip.

“Young Miss Remiya. This was an honorable position to become empress in the future. Imagine, if the young Miss became empress.”.

Remiya turned pale. His face was white and his mouth was trembling.

Her lips turned blue as if she was frightened. Thick eye makeup was messy with tears.

"Empress! I don't deserve to be in such a scary position. A body that had lost its purity, how could it be the Crown Princess?”

Remiya shook his head.

“I dare to hide the truth that I have a lover, and I deserve to be punished for treason, but I ask for your help, Grandmaster. Please." Please."

At that moment, there was a scene before him returning to the past that passed through Charlize's head.

Dylan was the 13th Prince without showing himself before he returned to the past. But of course there was a young noble lady with a rational desire for him.

What's the end?

Out of nowhere, she goes abroad to study, meets a man there, gets married and settles down, and never returns.

"No way, Dylan."

Did Dylan not obey him?

'No, Dylan can't do that. If it was me, he would have listened to me no matter what. If so.'

Remiya loved X so much that she gave up on the position of Crown Princess.

If it was true, Dylan wouldn't have had to interfere. The imperial family did not take a woman loved by others as a companion.

'What is true love ...'

Charlize could not understand.

Desperate eyes were directed at him as if asking him to believe it.

The guard waiting for Remiya who was clinging to Charlize's skirt held her back.

Charlize sighed and shook her head. The guard looked at Charlize and immediately bowed to her before stepping back.

"Young Miss Remiya."

Charlize said, sitting parallel to him while sighing.

“You don't have to beg like that. I'm a reasonable person, so I'm not forcing my support on things that the person doesn't want to do.”

“T, thank you…! Thank you very much…!"

His eyes sparkled with hope and were full of emotion. What makes Remiya like this?

It was difficult to judge before because it was a category of feelings that he did not know about.

Charlize never fell in love.

A feeling he would probably share with Kahu if he lived a smooth life.

But destiny is already twisted, and looking back to the past is a waste of time.

"Calm down, the young lady doesn't have to worry about anything."

“I... really, thank you.”

"I have a headache and want to be alone, so can you go?"

"Yes I'm going. Thank you, Grandmaster. Thank you very much!"

Remiya sounds brighter.

Charlize looked helplessly at Remiya, who was leaving. It was not only because the thread seemed to loosen up as well.

It's all entangled. Now that things had become like this, the selection of the Crown Princess was stopped for a while.

"You how else."

Charlize sighed. The irritating atmosphere lasted quite a long time.

***

"Do you have many thoughts, Master?"

Dylan added, saying that his expression did not look good.

Charlize suddenly raised her head.

It had been a long time since the last time he had walked around with the Crown Prince.

Dylan decorated the garden to Charlize's taste.

The beautiful flowers shook their bodies in the wind, hoping to attract Charlize's attention.

“I even recommended him to be the perfect companion for His Majesty, but I messed it up. I'm sorry. I will devote myself to being lower and more humble.”

“How did you lower yourself to that level, Master? My heart hurts to see it.”

Dylan replied in a low voice.

Charlize did not have the courage to look Dylan in the eye.

He wanted to disappear in embarrassment while sighing fully, but Dylan did not let him go, so he walked like this.

Dylan suddenly stopped walking.

He looked closely at Charlize's skin for concern.

"Teacher."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Can you swear only one thing to me?"

"Swear…?"

At the sudden question, Charlize opened her eyes wide.

'What is he trying to say?'

Dylan, who had grown to be tall, was clearly a man now.

Refreshing and veiled are words that do not match each other. But for Dylan, both fit in.

As beautiful as the dawn dew, but as sinister as the place of execution at night.

"No matter what I do, please swear that you will remain by my side."

Suddenly…

That was a stifling comment.

'What is he trying to do, with such a tinge of silence?'

Charlize had been trying to give Dylan the maximum confidence he could have.

He cannot openly refuse to make promises.

But the back of his neck was cold. Feelings of walking into danger voluntarily ...

Charlize tried not to stutter:

"No matter what His Majesty does, I will always be by your side."

Dylan finally smiled gently at his words. Her lips softened and her eyes loosened gently.

It was a perfect and beautiful smile like from a picture, but it made his heart feel suffocated.

He stood behind the light. The sunlight shone all over his black hair.

"Thank you for swearing."

Dylan's smiling face was beautiful.

It would be suitable for him to receive praise from all over the world.

How could he live a life without showing his existence with such an appearance?

She was created by Charlize, and she is an orphaned blooming flower. The beast spoke with hidden claws, and,

“I also want to swear to Master in return for your oath, but would you like to listen to him?”

"By pleasure…"

Dylan held the back of Charlize's hand.

Charlize hesitated, but she did not withdraw her hand.

The warm warmth tickled the inside of his chest. Dylan had spoken with lips pressed against the back of Charlize's hand.

"I want to start a rebellion."

Charlize stopped breathing. Dylan continued his words as if he had carved a knife in his mind.

"I will seize the throne and sit on the throne."

This winter.

He said it in a strange tone of voice as if to say dinner today was a steak.

However, the content of those words was completely unimportant or ordinary.

It was a declaration that overturned the empire and marked the bloodshed, and a promise by those who would rewrite history.

Charlize let out a breath. It was a slow and heavy breath.

Dylan spoke again while Charlize exhaled, exhaling,

"I will swear to give the Empire under your feet, Master."

He returned his vows.

However, this is by no means a fair deal.

The man who would become a Sovereign in the future lowered his head before Charlize's eyes.

In the way of a noble knight who swore loyalty for a lifetime to a Lady.

"I'll give you the Empire."

Dylan said he would give Charlize an Empire.

It was as if his only desire to destroy and rule.

***

When his lips touched his,

Dylan finally opened his eyes.

Soft touch. Bedroom at night. It was in his bed.

It was clearly Charlize who was gripping her collar and pursing her lips.

The familiar aroma. A deliberate touch.