Chapter 112

“He’s trying to make a stupid decision again.”

But Julian didn’t intend to do that. He was going to wait gently until she put that book in his hands.

However, Cardel, who had never been able to properly rebel, shook her head and replied.

“It’s nothing. It’s just a novel.”

“Fiction? If it’s just a novel. Why are you so desperate to hide it?”

“I won’t blame you if it’s forbidden.”

It was a very unconventional proposal to overlook even if it was illegal. She closed her mouth and agonized for a moment. Because of the emperor’s personality, he was sure to try to get the book no matter what since he insisted once.

The scuffle might scratch the book.

She thought it’s better to give it to him before it comes to that.

But it didn’t look like the emperor would let it slide. She thought he would nitpick in any way, but she was nervous because she didn’t know which direction the spark would fly.

If this were a normal novel, Cardel might have handed it over without hesitation. However, as the emperor said, it was not that she hesitated because it was forbidden.

It’s a erotic novel that hasn’t even been published yet, and she got it directly from Vivian a few days ago.

“I’m actually Perdi.”

A friend who reunited after 14 years confessed a tremendous fact. To think, she’s the ‘Perdi’.

The first author of an erotic novel!

There’s no way she didn’t know Perdi, who was so famous that any adult had heard of him at least once, and his precious novels spread throughout the empire and went through most aristocratic spirits.

Cardel was no exception, either. She was one of the biggest readers of Perdi’s novels.

One of the reasons why she became so engrossed in Perdi’s novel is the male protagonist, who is consistently portrayed in a friendly way. She thought it would be great if she could receive the endless affection of such a man who was so well-mannered, knew the heart of a woman, thoughtful, courteous and prudent, and devoted everything he had.

Perdi always painted the ideal Cardel had in her mind in the work. So while reading her novel, she could be happy with fantasies and dreams.

She can’t believe that the author of her favorite work was actually Vivian!

Cardel was so surprised that she forgot what to say and became absentminded. Looking at her who was mesmerized, Vivian took a book out of her arms with a hint of hesitation.

“It’s a new book that hasn’t been published yet, and I made it into a book.”

“Uh, why?”

“Of course it’s for you.”

Vivian added excusably, “We used very expensive leather and quality paper in particular.”

The only limited edition in the world!

What kind of harmony is this all of a sudden? Is she dreaming? Cardel was in the midst of a complete chaos and daze, and tears of emotion. Vivian gave her the book and said.

“I actually have a confession to make to you.”

“What’s going on? No, tell me anything.”

“You are the model of this book.”

After she said her words, Vivian calmly recited what she had seen.

Cardel was not surprised that she had been seen in both cases because she had already been caught in the library once. But, uh…

“…I’m the model for Perdi’s next work.”

Becoming a muse of a world-famous writer. How in the world could this happen? She was as surprised as when she found out that Vivian was actually Perdi.

“It sounds like an excuse, but I didn’t write it explicitly enough to remind me of Cardel. I tried to stop being affected as much as I could.”

Even so, she came to see her in person before publishing because she felt guilty not to ask for her permission. Vivian explained in addition.

She seemed to be cautious in case she was offended by the shock.

“Offended? Me?”

“Yes, if you’re offended, I’ll stop!”

Cardel was told to do whatever she wanted, not to be a model. How is this different between an artist who has been respected saying that she will paint her portrait?

There is no way to feel bad at all. But Vivian opened the book with a very careful touch because she was so adamant about reading it.

Somehow she felt a pious heart. Cardel read the text calmly like a congregation upon the Bible.

The slightly violent and rough content was very different from the usual Perdi style. However, the elegant style remained intact, the solid composition and emotional lines were perfect, and above all, it was more intense and stimulating than ever before.

It felt like a true ‘sultry novel’.

“There’s no word that specifically refers to me….. and they’ll never know when a third party reads it.”

Cardel shook her head wildly and said. All Vivian took from her was her personality and surrounding environment. Such as the situation in which His Majesty the Emperor and Duke Bron are complicated.

It was completely different from the detailed episode, so even if it was her, they wouldn’t know if they weren’t aware of it.