Escape From The Tyrant

Teacher, I Love You Bag.9

Many things.

Has changed.

"Dylan, he loves me."

think Charlize.

'My feelings .. not wrong.'

But rather than happiness. A strange feeling appeared.

He doubted if it was love from the beginning, and whether it was love, he thought he would use it carefully.

But after hearing Dylan's confession right before his eyes, he didn't know what to do…

“…”

Charlize blinked her eyes.

The bathtub is warm.

Nothing calms one's mind like a winter bath.

He stared at himself under the transparent water. The ivory-colored skin somehow turned red due to the warmth.

There was a time when even the body that this human naturally possessed was 'Kiera', and it was a piece of iron.

[I'll wait for your answer, Teacher.]

His ears jolted at the sound that passed through his memories.

Afraid that Charlize rejected her declaration of love, Dylan simply added those words.

Should he call the Emperor, who had resigned politely?

"But one thing is certain."

No matter what the situation is.

Charlize will destroy the empire.

He did not lose his revenge.

Someone has to pay for that sin.

He felt a little relieved when he finished the bath. Of course, he was confused by all sorts of thoughts, but he was usually overzealous.

It was Charlize's responsibility to suppress that this was not the time.

"What's this?"

"Your Majesty sent it."

When she returned to the Lilac Room, Mary, her servant, greeted Charlize.

“…”

Something long was covered with a red cloth.

Charlize reached out her hand and carefully removed the cloth.

Inside, there is a canvas emblazoned with a picture of a beautiful woman who is happy.

"Yes God... It's so beautiful."

Maria adored.

Standing in a daze, Charlize agreed in silence.

It was a beautiful picture.

Beautiful gray blond hair that seems to be on the border between gold and silver. It unfolds as if it were real.

Although it was just a stagnant painting that could not be felt with a touch, he could feel a smooth brushstroke as if it was alive. Soft facial skin. Moist lips.

The dreamy and silky blue eyes of the sea glistened as if they contained the universe.

Hands neatly collected, and a white dress that felt harmless.

Even a subtle smile on the lips can bring any compliment from the world. Thats perfect.

"That's the grandmaster."

The waiter next to him whispered.

'Is this me in Dylan's eyes?'

It was realistic as if he was reflected in the mirror, but just by looking at it showed the terrible affection of that painter.

It looked like a finished job in the picture.

He feels weird.

The signature on the bottom left of the canvas is familiar.

D&L

[D&L signatures are the only characteristic of famous artists.].

[Painting paintings that reached the highest auction price in history.].

[Everything turned out to be Prince Dylan. Demonstrate genius talent in many ways, which is beyond human common sense.].

Charlize extended her hand.

Touched.

He could feel the canvas of that flat painting.

Hundreds of years ago, scholars discussed and said. Dylan was aware of all the extreme genius that humans could do.

It's not just a painting. Delicate images of Vatican architecture, built in reality, and innovative ideas that will change the common sense of the industry.

The accomplishments Dylan got turned out to be endless.

"There's a royal painter like this in the Empire?"

“It's an amazing job.”

The servants were basically descendants of nobles.

With further education, they have a deep harmony in the arts.

All the servants were fascinated.

'A transcendent genius, praised for breaking all the rules in the picture.'

Of course, he didn't think it was Dylan.

But Charlize recognized him.

'Although it is known.'

He's a real genius.

And he realized that 'love', which reads in the picture, was also sincere.

Love, yes, it is true. There was even irrefutable evidence in front of him.

"Tell Your Majesty thank you."

"Where do you want to hang the picture, grandmaster?"

“On piano? Or how about among these mirrors?”

"Please on the piano."

There is no sense of reality in answering. The composition of the painting was no stranger to Charlize.

When he was 'Kiera', it was displayed in the Imperial Palace and he saw it every day.

This was the '7th Smile Concubine', which renewed the continent's highest price in the history of painting. His current model is Charlize Ronan.

***

Dylan just decided to be honest.

Of course, he was still afraid.

First, the intuition he felt when asked a question at a drinking party.

'If he realizes that I love him, Master will leave me.'

He didn't know why he felt that way.

Now, out of fear of an unknown future, he vows not to miss the present.

In the end, he decided not to think about it.

He doesn't want to be obsessed.

Besides, Dylan was a little impatient.

'Includes Kahu.'

Many men were rationally interested in Charlize. It hurts now to just look at it.

Charlize is very popular.

It is considered that it will be more disadvantageous if you miss the time.

Only Dylan wants to have Charlize's heart.

Thoughts in his head. Actually, there are many.

Things that come to his mind even if he doesn't want to.

"If I show my possessive attitude."

It would destroy Charlize's surroundings and create a situation where she could only see herself.

However,

Charlize was too strong to do so. An absolute power that no one could impose.

If Charlize wasn't strong, Dylan thought he didn't know what he was going to do. Because it.

'Because, as a tyrant, he only taught me how to have.'

If you want, take it by force. If there is an owner, take it. No need to respect someone else's.

All the words Charlize said first.

"But in the end one way or another."

Because it's Charlize and no one else.

He thought he should convey it as it is.

It was a courtesy piano class.

Dylan entered the lilac room with a calm face.

The servants around Charlize lowered their heads together.

"I greet Your Majesty."

"You're here, Your Majesty."

Charlize greeted him warmly.

"Yes the teacher."

Dylan noticed the letters that Charlize had opened earlier.

The color of the envelopes is all pink.

"Wedding letter."

When a young noble lord asked to get married, he only used a pink envelope.

The letters were piled up on the table, so it was all a marriage proposal.

Even if he saw it from a distance, he could see some of its contents.

I think an angel has descended from heaven ..」

The whole world is running.

"Love at first sight…"

All I can think of is the grandmaster.

I've loved you for a long time.

Dylan's lips are a little stiff.

Since the servants still did not know Dylan's feelings, they remained calm.

Charlize who had just raised her head looked at Dylan with a slightly strange look.

"We're going out, Your Majesty."

"Wait a minute."

After Dylan called out to the servants, he walked towards Charlize.

Dylan asked Charlize's permission first.

"Teacher, are you uncomfortable dating in public?"

"…no."

Charlize answered slowly.

Interesting, with a little smile.

Dylan smiled briefly and bowed. And he said as if the servants would listen.

"Is there no way for the noble young master to claim the woman that the emperor seduced?"

“Call the noble envoy and let them know. I seduce the grandmaster. ”

However, the words of the emperor who followed him were correct.

The servants were stunned and breathing rapidly.

Some hurriedly took the proposal so that the emperor would not see it, and some stared at Charlize and Dylan alternately with red cheeks.

Dylan lowered his gaze when he made eye contact with Charlize.

“Everything will be done according to your wishes Guru.”

Of course, Charlize was somewhat relieved by the emperor's openly revealed jealousy.

How frustrated was he because he couldn't guess Dylan?

But strangely, his mouth was watering.

The servants suppressed their shock and came out, and Charlize was immediately left alone with Dylan.

He looked at her without saying a word.

He broke the silence.

“...I will not burden you. It won't be much different than usual, Guru.”

Is he trying to convince her?

Charlize smiled as if not worried.

"I'm fine, Your Majesty."

It's just. It's a little unfamiliar.

He only looked at her because she felt very clear as a man.

Dylan immediately stood in front of the piano with smooth steps. At the silent persuasion, Charlize slowly approached Dylan.

'What feeling is this?'

He thought once he knew Dylan's thoughts, the tension would drop. Is he wrong?

When Dylan sat next to Charlize on the chair, his entire body was nervous.

His feelings become sensitive. It wasn't hot weather, but he seemed to be breathing a little quickly.

He swallowed. He only hoped that the voice would not be heard by Dylan who was playing the piano.

"Teacher."

"Yes." Yeah."

"May I call you Charlize once in a while?"

"Do whatever you want…"

Dylan's voice was low.

His cheeks suddenly shook due to a series of surprises.

The emperor made eye contact and closed his eyes. It was an impulsive gaze that was heating up somewhere inside.

“Do you want to try it now?”

After seeing Dylan's demonstration, Charlize followed slowly.

As if dancing, Charlize's two hands played the piano.

It was a classic song with a calm melody. Luxurious, elegant, and sensual at the same time. It was a gentle hand gesture, as if depicting Charlize herself.

"You're so good."

Dylan's date feels strangely different.

He felt his neck getting hotter.

After all the songs are played, Charlize's hand is drawn. The piano scale is shiny.

“It's an amazing development, Guru.”

"That's all thanks to you .. thank you Your Majesty."

The piano class was held in silence.

As Dylan had said, he did not put too much pressure on her. But maybe it was because Charlize was aware of him. He felt his hands sweat because he was too nervous.

He played some songs like that.

As Charlize looked at her palm, Dylan rang the bell. The waiter told.

"Your Majesty, this is the pure fruit that you told me to prepare beforehand."

'...A purene?'

Charlize stared at the familiar word.

The painting hanging on the piano evokes a sense of Charlize's reality.

This isn't a dream.

Dylan really expressed his love.

“We only choose the best quality products shipped from Kingdom Bren.”The servant said.

"Yes,"

Dylan looked at Charlize.

"Teacher, let's eat."

Charlize sat at the table without resisting.

Because puree is the fruit that Charlize liked since childhood.

"But I never found it when I was growing up."

How does he know his taste?

Even Kahu personally visited Grand Duchy Ronan and returned without any effect.

Because it's Dylan, even if he's sure…

"Charlize."

Charlize's mind was cut off.

Dylan, who was sitting opposite him, took a purene.

"It's sweet."

When he realized it, Dylan's hand touched Charlize's lips.

Dylan did not care much, so Charlize's mouth opened naturally.

His finger, which was smeared with sweet fruit juice, rubbed his lips.

***