Come Here, Tyrant!

“Oh my. What is this smell?”

The fragrance of the rose spread throughout the Imperial Palace, as if sprayed with rose perfume.

People wondered what was going on, but everyone rejoiced without a single dislike.

The employees of the Imperial Palace, including the maids and servants, the ministers who worked day and night in the administration, and the nobles who visited the imperial palace smiled.

But there were only two people who couldn’t smile: Doher and Fiz.

They opened their mouths to see the roses delivered from Eckit to the Imperial Palace magic circle around dawn this morning, or actually, a pile of roses piled up like a mountain.

“Wow.”

“… How do I move all of this?”

Doher, who began to think realistically, folded his arms.

‘Should I call the Imperial Wizard or the servants…‘

Doher, who put his hand on his forehead, struggled. Everyone had a big mouth, so they all deserved to decide who can move it the most efficiently.

In the meantime, Fiz approached the pile of roses and admired them.

The rose with the dew of the dawn seemed to shimmer and shine from the petals.

Fiz was like an excited child and pointed at the rose.

“Hey, Doher, look at this! It is a rose of the highest quality.”

“Because it is a rose cultivated in Eckit, otherwise known as the Rose Country. But… what is His Majesty going to do with this rose?”

“Yes. There are still days left until the bazaar.”

“Well…“

“Hmm…”

Instead of giving an answer, the two first went to Ejed’s office.

The office without the owner was very cozy as if reflecting the weather.  The problem was that when the owner returned, the temperature would drop rapidly.

In Doher’s head with his arms folded, the voice of his superior, who had been concerned, flashed out.

[His Majesty bought Eckit 7 years ago. I didn’t understand what his intention was when he bought that little land instead of occupying it.]

Eckit was very famous for growing roses, but it was a weak country that was hit by the surrounding powerhouses.

The senior shrugged his shoulders instead of smoking a cigarette.

[Can’t you believe it? Me too.]

The story that followed was even more surprising.

[His Majesty went to that distant country, inspected all the soil and water, and did not miss that visit no matter how busy he was. He always did that.]

At that time, the senior was hoping that Ejed would propose to someone sooner or later, but regretted that there were no signs after that.

They just guessed that the Empress, who went first, liked the rose, so he had prepared it for her.

At the age of 23, Ejed was well past marriage age, but he saw opposite sex as nothing more than a roadside stone. It was nothing more than air and nothing less. It can be seen as a problem for the country, but the ministers who feared Ejed, dare not speak.

The only thing that moves is Robby, the one called the messenger of the gods. He looked like he had been secretly preparing for an imperial marriage with a foreign princess for quite some time.

Suddenly Doher opened his lips.

‘No way, Lady Dsev…‘

Little by little, something came to Doher’s mind.

Come to think of it, didn’t this happen during the last meeting?

[This is not on the agenda, but I have something to tell you. Something unfavorable happened to us at the opening of the Art Museum. A theft of a picture… The suspects are Lord of Duke Kirkan and Lady of Count Dsev……]

Doher, who was reporting, stopped breathing. This was because the cold eyes that seemed to contain the winter night turned to him.

This was the first time he ever saw him because Ejed always looked at no one at every meeting.

The ministers were also flustered, and everyone looked down on the red carpet. There was no one insane enough who wanted to get the attention of the tyrant by making eye contact.

There were not one or two that were heavily breathing in the hall, and Doher was the most urgent one. Now, as rumored, just eye contact seemed to kill a person.