#142. Run away from me
The nobles were as quiet as if they were silent. What did you just hear? A dog? Turning him into a dog? That is. Turning the man they had served as Emperor into a dog? That is...
“Hahahaha! Ahahahahahaha!”
A mad laughter was heard, as if they were watching a comedy. It was Count Locania. The Count began to laugh, clapping his hands and holding his stomach. Then, those who wanted to impress Count Locania began to laugh along with him.
"Ha ha ha..."
"Ha ha ha!"
All the nobles burst into laughter. In that laughter, Asherad was looking at Daphne. He didn’t say anything. Was he out of his mind from humiliation, or...? As soon as Daphne’s sentence was announced, Asherad had to hit his forehead on the floor by the knights.
Daphne approached him, bent down, and stroked his hair.
It was really an attitude of petting a large hunting dog. The nobles laughed and looked at these two, Daphne and Asherad. They were both crazy. It was a crazy revenge. The country must be in ruins. The Count of Locania has gone mad and made a crazy woman the Emperor.
And this woman took revenge on the Emperor. Their heart ached.
In this way, the story of the Emperor who became a dog began to spread widely among the people.
“Mom. What is the dog-turned-emperor?”
Daphne was eating tea and biscuits. Daphne asked, puzzled by Ian's innocent words.
“What does that mean? Where did you hear that?”
“No, I don’t know about that. They turned people into dogs.”
"Who?"
“I don’t know about that. Are you saying that it was because you did something bad? Why did you do that?”
Daphne smiled brightly at Ian's words.
“There’s nothing like that here.”
"I see."
Ian nodded. Ian, who wore nice clothes and ate only good food, had gained weight compared to before, but he looked bored.
“Mom, how long are we going to stay here?”
“I will continue to live here.”
Ian sighed. The free-spirited Ian seemed to be already feeling suffocated by this imperial life. It was understandable. Although he could roam around the spacious palace, the servants were always there to check his actions. Ian was no longer allowed to climb trees or run around freely. When it was hot, he was also not allowed to take off his clothes and jump into the water.
“You can have whatever you want here. Just ask.”
"Huh..."
Ian snorted.
“Then, let me meet dad.”
“Dad? Are you talking about Derek?”
“No...”
Ian looked at Daphne. Daphne knew that the person he wanted to see was Asherad. Daphne bit her lip slightly. Ian grumbled and said.
“When people say they want to see their dad, they all keep quiet.”
“...”
“Dad is dead after all, isn’t he?”
When Daphne said nothing, he looked sad.
“Mom, actually, I don’t know anything.”
“Ian...”
“That guy is the Emperor. Why did my mother become the Emperor and I am the Prince?”
Daphne said nothing. Yes, Ian was smart, so there was no way he wouldn't have questioned such a thing. But Daphne forced a smile.
“You'll know when you grow up.”
“Everyone says that all the time.”
“Ian. We’re back where we belong.”
Where should she be? Actually, she doesn't know either. She just came to the place her mother wanted her to when she was young. It might be different if she came here of her own free will. However, it was an answer that Ian couldn't accept.
“Seriously, Mom always does whatever you want!”
Ian got angry. Daphne forced a smile at the awkward sight. Ian, who was annoyed by that, said,
“I want to go.”
“...”
“I hate you, Mom. Don’t come to my room.”
Ian's anger was justified, because none of the questions were neatly resolved. Ian strode out. The door slammed shut. Daphne sighed. Was this right? Was this the right thing to do?
She wasn't sure either.
But...
There was no other way for her. There was no other way for her to save Asherad. Even if he rolled in the shit, she would save him. Only by making Asherad worse than dead, Count Locania would keep him alive.
So Daphne told Count Locania that she wanted to take revenge. Revenge. Count Locania really liked that word. He thought there was sincerity in that word.
She doesn't know if this is right. But she needed strength. Even though it was a seat that someone had placed, Daphne asked herself. Did she really not intend to take revenge? She didn't really know.
Daphne thought as she drank the water offered by the maid.
“Call the dog.”
Daphne ordered her maid. The maid's eyes lit up. She was also given to her by the Count of Locania. Every single action of hers would be reported to the Count.
She didn't have to worry about politics. Her only role was to be his puppet and take revenge on Asherad. After a while, the door opened. Daphne looked nervously at where he had come in.
“...”
Her eyes opened wide. Whose work was it? A collar appeared around Asherad's neck. Daphne hid her surprise.
“Greetings, Your Majesty.”
Daphne spoke coldly in response to Asherad's greeting.
“Dogs don’t speak human language.”
In response, the knight who brought Asherad tried to hit him. Daphne sighed and shook her head.
“Everyone, get out.”
“But, Your Majesty, it is dangerous.”
How many times do I have to tell you that his hands are tied? Daphne sighed again.
“If you want to discipline him, I’ll do it.”
“Get out.”
At Daphne's words, the knight placed his whip on the table and stepped out. The maid hesitated until the very end, but disappeared under Daphne's determined gaze. As soon as the people disappeared, Askelad opened his mouth.
“It’s pretty serious.”
“...”
“You really are like an Emperor, Daphne.”
He lifted his red lips and smiled. Before long, the bruises on Asherad's face had completely healed. Daphne sat on her chair and watched Asherad chattering.
“But Daphne. Isn’t that strange? There are definitely people who don’t listen to what you say.”
Asherad looked at Daphne as if he felt pity for her. Perhaps he was trying to create a sense of kinship between them as fellow Emperors. Daphne looked up at him.
“Asherad. Shut up and kneel.”
Asherad laughed at those words. It seemed as if he had never thought she would say such a thing. Asherad's hands were tied behind his back, and if she had swung her whip, he could have easily fallen to the ground with brutal violence. She, too, was at a loss as to what to do in this situation.
Surprisingly, Asherad followed the order. He approached Daphne and knelt down.
She saw a face looking up at her. Daphne could tell him that the reason she was doing this now was to save him, and that she had done this because of the Count of Locania.
But she didn't want to say it.
Smooth ivory skin, curly black hair. Sharp green eyes that looked like hawks swooping down. Those eyes that looked up at her. Looking down at this face, she thought she knew why Asherad had made her kneel down like that.
This guy is her dog.
Daphne reached out and stroked his hair. Asherad seemed offended by the stroking. Daphne picked up the biscuit on the table.
“What are you doing?”
“Eat.”
Asherad made a face of astonishment at the biscuit that was offered. If he were a real dog, he would never be tamed. No, he was more like a wolf than a dog. Asherad took the biscuit Daphne offered and chewed it. His green eyes were filled with rebellion.
Daphne demanded Asherad from Count Locania in exchange for ascending to the throne.
So they turned this man into a dog.
You can repay what you have suffered in the past. This person can no longer suppress her, and he cannot escape from her.
Asherad had another choice, but he was vengeful and turned Daphne into a dog. Daphne was to do the same.
A strange sense of satisfaction was felt. Daphne stroked Askelad's cheek. His eyes were clear and unyielding. Nevertheless, Daphne bent down and stroked Asherad's hair.
“Asherad. You will suffer the same thing that happened to me.”
“...”
“There will be no one by your side, and you will spend time alone in a cold and lonely place.”
Daphne stroked Asherad's hair. Lifting Asherad's chin, which had become hers and hers alone, Daphne whispered.
“You can’t get out of this situation.”
“...”
“Even if I abuse you, you will get sick of me.”
Daphne looked at her dog. A stunningly beautiful dog. A beautiful man. Daphne smiled softly and said.
“But if you want to run away, Asherad.”
“...”
“Try running away from me.”
Daphne said this and kissed Asherad on the forehead. Even if he tried to run away, Daphne would catch him again. That's how she would isolate him.
Even if he says no, even if he shudders, she will bring him back. Even if he cries, it doesn't matter. No matter what he tries, Asherad will live by her side forever. She will be her fucking prison.
As if it was a signal of submission, he opened his red lips and licked Daphne's wrist. A strange slap sound was heard. The crimson tongue began to lick her wrist.
Daphne flinched in surprise.
However, she couldn't see Asherad's face, which was bowing his head. Was it a sign of submission? Asherad bowed his head for a long time. Asherad pulled away from Daphne. He lowered his head as if he were despairing.
He was trembling. Daphne thought it was a shame. However, Asherad, who had lowered his head, was smiling.
Yes.
Yes,
Done!
Everything went as he had planned. Ah, ahhh! He smiled brightly. He felt like he was dying to laugh. The man who became the dog of the woman he loved was delighted.
The nobles were as quiet as if they were silent. What did you just hear? A dog? Turning him into a dog? That is. Turning the man they had served as Emperor into a dog? That is...
“Hahahaha! Ahahahahahaha!”
A mad laughter was heard, as if they were watching a comedy. It was Count Locania. The Count began to laugh, clapping his hands and holding his stomach. Then, those who wanted to impress Count Locania began to laugh along with him.
"Ha ha ha..."
"Ha ha ha!"
All the nobles burst into laughter. In that laughter, Asherad was looking at Daphne. He didn’t say anything. Was he out of his mind from humiliation, or...? As soon as Daphne’s sentence was announced, Asherad had to hit his forehead on the floor by the knights.
Daphne approached him, bent down, and stroked his hair.
It was really an attitude of petting a large hunting dog. The nobles laughed and looked at these two, Daphne and Asherad. They were both crazy. It was a crazy revenge. The country must be in ruins. The Count of Locania has gone mad and made a crazy woman the Emperor.
And this woman took revenge on the Emperor. Their heart ached.
In this way, the story of the Emperor who became a dog began to spread widely among the people.
***
“Mom. What is the dog-turned-emperor?”
Daphne was eating tea and biscuits. Daphne asked, puzzled by Ian's innocent words.
“What does that mean? Where did you hear that?”
“No, I don’t know about that. They turned people into dogs.”
"Who?"
“I don’t know about that. Are you saying that it was because you did something bad? Why did you do that?”
Daphne smiled brightly at Ian's words.
“There’s nothing like that here.”
"I see."
Ian nodded. Ian, who wore nice clothes and ate only good food, had gained weight compared to before, but he looked bored.
“Mom, how long are we going to stay here?”
“I will continue to live here.”
Ian sighed. The free-spirited Ian seemed to be already feeling suffocated by this imperial life. It was understandable. Although he could roam around the spacious palace, the servants were always there to check his actions. Ian was no longer allowed to climb trees or run around freely. When it was hot, he was also not allowed to take off his clothes and jump into the water.
“You can have whatever you want here. Just ask.”
"Huh..."
Ian snorted.
“Then, let me meet dad.”
“Dad? Are you talking about Derek?”
“No...”
Ian looked at Daphne. Daphne knew that the person he wanted to see was Asherad. Daphne bit her lip slightly. Ian grumbled and said.
“When people say they want to see their dad, they all keep quiet.”
“...”
“Dad is dead after all, isn’t he?”
When Daphne said nothing, he looked sad.
“Mom, actually, I don’t know anything.”
“Ian...”
“That guy is the Emperor. Why did my mother become the Emperor and I am the Prince?”
Daphne said nothing. Yes, Ian was smart, so there was no way he wouldn't have questioned such a thing. But Daphne forced a smile.
“You'll know when you grow up.”
“Everyone says that all the time.”
“Ian. We’re back where we belong.”
Where should she be? Actually, she doesn't know either. She just came to the place her mother wanted her to when she was young. It might be different if she came here of her own free will. However, it was an answer that Ian couldn't accept.
“Seriously, Mom always does whatever you want!”
Ian got angry. Daphne forced a smile at the awkward sight. Ian, who was annoyed by that, said,
“I want to go.”
“...”
“I hate you, Mom. Don’t come to my room.”
Ian's anger was justified, because none of the questions were neatly resolved. Ian strode out. The door slammed shut. Daphne sighed. Was this right? Was this the right thing to do?
She wasn't sure either.
But...
There was no other way for her. There was no other way for her to save Asherad. Even if he rolled in the shit, she would save him. Only by making Asherad worse than dead, Count Locania would keep him alive.
So Daphne told Count Locania that she wanted to take revenge. Revenge. Count Locania really liked that word. He thought there was sincerity in that word.
She doesn't know if this is right. But she needed strength. Even though it was a seat that someone had placed, Daphne asked herself. Did she really not intend to take revenge? She didn't really know.
Daphne thought as she drank the water offered by the maid.
“Call the dog.”
Daphne ordered her maid. The maid's eyes lit up. She was also given to her by the Count of Locania. Every single action of hers would be reported to the Count.
She didn't have to worry about politics. Her only role was to be his puppet and take revenge on Asherad. After a while, the door opened. Daphne looked nervously at where he had come in.
“...”
Her eyes opened wide. Whose work was it? A collar appeared around Asherad's neck. Daphne hid her surprise.
“Greetings, Your Majesty.”
Daphne spoke coldly in response to Asherad's greeting.
“Dogs don’t speak human language.”
In response, the knight who brought Asherad tried to hit him. Daphne sighed and shook her head.
“Everyone, get out.”
“But, Your Majesty, it is dangerous.”
How many times do I have to tell you that his hands are tied? Daphne sighed again.
“If you want to discipline him, I’ll do it.”
“Get out.”
At Daphne's words, the knight placed his whip on the table and stepped out. The maid hesitated until the very end, but disappeared under Daphne's determined gaze. As soon as the people disappeared, Askelad opened his mouth.
“It’s pretty serious.”
“...”
“You really are like an Emperor, Daphne.”
He lifted his red lips and smiled. Before long, the bruises on Asherad's face had completely healed. Daphne sat on her chair and watched Asherad chattering.
“But Daphne. Isn’t that strange? There are definitely people who don’t listen to what you say.”
Asherad looked at Daphne as if he felt pity for her. Perhaps he was trying to create a sense of kinship between them as fellow Emperors. Daphne looked up at him.
“Asherad. Shut up and kneel.”
Asherad laughed at those words. It seemed as if he had never thought she would say such a thing. Asherad's hands were tied behind his back, and if she had swung her whip, he could have easily fallen to the ground with brutal violence. She, too, was at a loss as to what to do in this situation.
Surprisingly, Asherad followed the order. He approached Daphne and knelt down.
She saw a face looking up at her. Daphne could tell him that the reason she was doing this now was to save him, and that she had done this because of the Count of Locania.
But she didn't want to say it.
Smooth ivory skin, curly black hair. Sharp green eyes that looked like hawks swooping down. Those eyes that looked up at her. Looking down at this face, she thought she knew why Asherad had made her kneel down like that.
This guy is her dog.
Daphne reached out and stroked his hair. Asherad seemed offended by the stroking. Daphne picked up the biscuit on the table.
“What are you doing?”
“Eat.”
Asherad made a face of astonishment at the biscuit that was offered. If he were a real dog, he would never be tamed. No, he was more like a wolf than a dog. Asherad took the biscuit Daphne offered and chewed it. His green eyes were filled with rebellion.
Daphne demanded Asherad from Count Locania in exchange for ascending to the throne.
So they turned this man into a dog.
You can repay what you have suffered in the past. This person can no longer suppress her, and he cannot escape from her.
Asherad had another choice, but he was vengeful and turned Daphne into a dog. Daphne was to do the same.
A strange sense of satisfaction was felt. Daphne stroked Askelad's cheek. His eyes were clear and unyielding. Nevertheless, Daphne bent down and stroked Asherad's hair.
“Asherad. You will suffer the same thing that happened to me.”
“...”
“There will be no one by your side, and you will spend time alone in a cold and lonely place.”
Daphne stroked Asherad's hair. Lifting Asherad's chin, which had become hers and hers alone, Daphne whispered.
“You can’t get out of this situation.”
“...”
“Even if I abuse you, you will get sick of me.”
Daphne looked at her dog. A stunningly beautiful dog. A beautiful man. Daphne smiled softly and said.
“But if you want to run away, Asherad.”
“...”
“Try running away from me.”
Daphne said this and kissed Asherad on the forehead. Even if he tried to run away, Daphne would catch him again. That's how she would isolate him.
Even if he says no, even if he shudders, she will bring him back. Even if he cries, it doesn't matter. No matter what he tries, Asherad will live by her side forever. She will be her fucking prison.
As if it was a signal of submission, he opened his red lips and licked Daphne's wrist. A strange slap sound was heard. The crimson tongue began to lick her wrist.
Daphne flinched in surprise.
However, she couldn't see Asherad's face, which was bowing his head. Was it a sign of submission? Asherad bowed his head for a long time. Asherad pulled away from Daphne. He lowered his head as if he were despairing.
He was trembling. Daphne thought it was a shame. However, Asherad, who had lowered his head, was smiling.
Yes.
Yes,
Done!
Everything went as he had planned. Ah, ahhh! He smiled brightly. He felt like he was dying to laugh. The man who became the dog of the woman he loved was delighted.
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