I Choose The Villain Duke

Miyu got Euphemia's letter while eating her breakfast. An apology. That was nice. No one ever apologized to her back then. Maybe Mia was actually a decent human being.

Miyu pitied Mia. Mia didn't choose to end her life unlike Miyu so maybe she missed things she liked there or people she loved from her previous life.

Miyu wrote a letter to Euphemia.

"Hi!

Thank you for your apology. I'm sorry that you died because of my crazy fan. I would really like to talk to you again. Not just because I'd like to be an actress again (although that would really make me happy if you agreed) but because we're both not from this world and I'd like to be friends with you. If you agree, let's meet at the cake shop on the Seventh Street tomorrow at 3PM.

Hoping to meet you again!

Miyu desu!"

Miyu gave the letter to a maid to have it sent out to the Ashburn Residence.

Miyu saw a cute-looking cake shop the last time she was outside and she guessed it was something girls did together. Eat sweet things and chit-chat, right? Oh, wait. Should she have offered for them to shop together? But Glenn just bought her a bunch of dresses she hadn't even had time to browse to yet. 

Argh.

She didn't know what girls did together. She was too focused in her career back then and her manager was not really a friend but more of her servant. Now that she thought about it. A servant who freaking betrayed her and destroyed her reputation.

Glenn had told her that morning that he was going to start teaching her lessons so Miyu went to the palace library. 

Miyu pushed open the large central wooden door of the library. It creaked loudly as if announcing the grandeur that was kept inside.

"Oh wow," Miyu said softly, gazing in awe at her surroundings.

The library had a cathedral ceiling. It was like gazing at the sky. It was so wide and high.

The walls were made up of bookshelves that reached the ceiling. There were aisles and aisles of bookshelves. The books were everywhere. The spines were of multitude of colors. It was like walking in a flower garden, surrounded with colors everywhere she went. She spun around and marveled at the books surrounding her.

The library was enormous. She could easily get lost in it and she liked the feeling.

Miyu ran her fingers over the books, amazed at how there were so many books in one place. She wasn't much of a reader before. She did read scripts and memorized them to heart but books had not made their way in her lifestyle back then.

Miyu walked into an area where there was a wide space at the center with tables and chairs. This must be the reading area, she presumed.

"Good morning! You're late. If you weren't my only student, I would have dismissed you," Glenn said, pretending to be distressed, shaking his head.

He was wearing rectangular unrimmed eyeglasses. They were merely for decorative purposes and it suited him well. His long green hair was tied with a dark blue ribbon and he was wearing a dark blue blazer, white buttoned shirt inside, and white slacks.

He looked like a professor.

He lowered his eyeglasses and his light green jade eyes shone brilliantly.

A really hot professor.

Miyu blushed, remembering his kiss.

"Sorry, Sensei. It's your fault for being early," Miyu said cheekily, pretending to not notice his hotness. 

Glenn laughed.

"Come here. I'll teach you how to curtsy so you'll finally stop injuring me," Glenn said.

Despite Miyu's doubts over Glenn's teaching skills, Glenn properly taught her how to curtsy. He also taught her to which people she should only curtsy, how low it should be depending on who she was greeting, and even how to walk properly like a lady.

It was like a beauty pageant class. Turn your head slightly. Smile slowly until it reaches your eyes. Make it reach your eyes. Bow slightly. Walk with your head held up high as though you're walking in your own world.

It was immensely fun. Glenn was a good teacher but at the same time, he made her laugh a lot and there was nothing boring about it at all. She eventually got the gist of it. She was a fast learner and Glenn praised her for that.

"Time to rest. Sit here for a bit. I'll get us some snacks," Glenn said.

Miyu nodded and Glenn left. She looked around again. She felt so relaxed. She never expected to find her peace in another world.

"Excuse me, My Lady."

Miyu turned her head to see who it was. An unfamiliar maid was holding a bouquet of orange flowers wrapped in violet flower wrapping paper.

"For you, My Lady," the maid said.

"Oh! Wow! So pretty! What are these called?" Miyu asked marveling at the orange flowers.

"Daylilies, My Lady," the maid said.

The maid was about to leave but Miyu had another question.

"Who is it from?" Miyu asked while sniffing the flowers.

"Him, My Lady," the maid said and hurriedly scurried away.

Weird. She had not done anything to scare off the maid but it felt like the maid was really scared. Maybe the maid was scared of Glenn but that would be even weirder. Glenn was so nice! What could be the reason for the maid's frightened behavior?

She looked at the flowers with a smile. The flowers' petals were dark yellow from the pollens to the center then orange from the center to the ends. The color kind of resembled her own hair which was like a mix of honey and caramel. Glenn was so adorable. Did he go away just to not see her reaction when she receives the flowers?

She giggled to herself.

"Who gave you those?"

It was Glenn. He was holding a silver tray filled with slices of different cake flavors, biscuits, milk, and tea.

Miyu smiled.

"You did. You asked the maid to give these flowers to me, didn't you?" Miyu asked with a teasing smile. 

Glenn frowned. He set the tray on the table and looked at the flowers with disdain.

"Those came from that boy," Glenn said. His expression dark.

Miyu titled her head. "That boy? Wait . . . Are you referring to the prince?!"

Glenn nodded.

"Oh," Miyu said and put down the bouquet on the table.

"Daylilies. It means eternal devotion to his mother. He can't even hide his true feelings," Glenn said in disgust.

"Ew. Shouldn't he be giving me roses instead? Sheesh. But maybe he doesn't know the meaning and just chose it because of the color of my hair?" Miyu asked.

"Then he's either dumb or a creep with blind loyalty to his mother. I say both," Glenn said.

Miyu got up and touched the space between Glenn's eyebrows.

"Don't frown. It's ruining your handsome face," Miyu said, smiling.

Glenn turned his head away.

"I'll give you better-looking flowers than those," Glenn said.

"You don't need to and besides, flowers die anyway," Miyu said.

Glenn looked at her.

"Do you like it if they don't die?" Glenn asked.

Miyu shrugged. "Depends on what it is. I mean if it's something precious or someone precious gave it to me, it would be really sad to see it die."

Glenn was quiet for a while.

Miyu gave him an encouraging smile. "Come on, stop looking so serious. Those flowers aren't important to me. They're not from you."

"I'll give you something that won't die," Glenn said softly.

"Oh? What's that? No, not another dress. You gave me too much of those already," Miyu said trying to lighten up his mood.

Glenn touched her cheek softly.

"If you accept, it will be yours and it will be with you forever, never dying," Glenn said.

"What is it?" Miyu asked.

Glenn smiled.

"It's a secret," Glenn said, his playful tone back.

"Eh?! You tell me that dramatic description and you won't even tell me?!" Miyu said.

Glenn chuckled.

"You're not ready yet," Glenn said.

"Sheesh. You're just bluffing. There isn't really anything, is there?" Miyu said.

"There is but I can't give it to you yet," Glenn said.

"Why?!" Miyu asked.

"Because just as I said . . . you're not ready yet," Glenn said, pinching Miyu's nose playfully.

Miyu glared at him.

"Fine. I'll just put these flowers in my room then," Miyu said but when she turned to look at the flowers on the table, they weren't there anymore.

"What the heck! Where is it?!" Miyu exclaimed.

"The wind must have carried it out," Glenn said with a shrug.

"Wind?! There's no freaking wind here! Where did you put them?!" Miyu asked.

"The two of us were talking. How could I have thrown away those flowers without you knowing?" Glenn asked.

Miyu narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously but she couldn't explain it either.

"You said you didn't care for those flowers anyway or did you lie?" Glenn asked.

"I didn't lie. It's just really strange," Miyu said.

She couldn't even see a window in the library. How did the flowers suddenly disappear?

The two ate the snacks Glenn brought in and they chattered away happily, having much fun bantering with each other.

In the furthest, darkest corner of the library, a bouquet of daylilies laid on the floor hidden from sight.