Chapter 264 You know I’ve never been involved

Duniko threw a flirtatious glance at Liszt at just the right moment: "So, you deceived everyone."

"How can you say it's deceit? Every piano piece has a beautiful story behind it. Which ones are real and which ones are fake, does it really matter?"

"Doesn't it?"

"The stories only provide a little bit of emotion. It's the melody's charm that truly moves people's hearts."

"Is that so? Unless you come up with a story more fitting for *Für Elise*, I won't agree with you."

When it came to making up stories, Liszt was quite skilled. However, he didn't agree to Duniko's "request." Perhaps he could craft a story to please the Earl's daughter and develop something beyond the story with Duniko. Maybe it would be normal for him to win Duniko over with his charm and charisma.

But there was no need for that.

He didn't like this kind of deliberate flattery.

Or maybe what he loved most was always himself, or perhaps he was only interested in Duniko's external beauty, without the impulsive drive to pursue her.

"There's no romantic story, just a piano teacher falling for a female student, inspiring a small piece from passion," said Liszt lightly.

Duniko threw another flirtatious glance: "Are you full of passion like now?"

Liszt didn't react in time: "What?"

It wasn't until Duniko lightly brushed her thigh against his that he suddenly realized he had been too obvious with his admiration.

In all his two lifetimes, he had no experience in this regard, but he was no longer burdened by the shyness of youth: "You know, it's hard to stay calm when facing a beautiful lady, especially one as outstanding as you." He slightly leaned back, lowering the temperature a bit.

But Duniko stepped forward, closing the distance again: "I accept your compliment. No one has ever expressed it so generously to me."

"Hmm." Liszt suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

Perhaps there was no need to say anything more. They danced closely together, gently swaying to the rhythm of the piano music. Eye contact, a slight upward curve of the lips, and a consistent smile were enough.

Duniko stopped talking too, following Liszt's lead, gently moving to the rhythm.

The piano piece came to an end.

The two didn't separate immediately, still holding each other, waiting for the next piece. But they only danced halfway through the second piece when Duniko suddenly asked, "Do you want to go out for some fresh air?"

"Let's go."

Liszt let go of her waist and took Duniko's hand, quietly slipping away from the crowded dance floor. Outside, the sky had turned completely dark, but the lights of Longtaro Castle still shone brightly.

In the corridor outside the hall, servants hurried by.

The two didn't speak, just holding hands as they walked toward a secluded corner. Along the way, they passed a few secluded spots in the corridor where couples embraced tightly.

In a corner with relatively dim crystal lighting.

They stopped there too.

"The air outside is so fresh, you can feel the winter's chill." Liszt rested one hand on the window sill, still holding Duniko's hand with the other. "Miss Duniko, you're dressed quite lightly tonight. Are you cold now?"

"I'm not cold, I'm a bit warm actually." Duniko looked at him and suddenly said, "Call me Duniko."

"Duniko."

Liszt looked at Duniko's long eyelashes and her finely made-up face, and instinctively lowered his head. The nearly 5'7" Duniko quietly rose on her tiptoes, lifting her face, her eyes gently closing.

No need for any verbal elaboration.

The next moment, Liszt felt the touch of two soft lips.

They separated only after what felt like an eternity, a glistening thread stretching between them, reflecting the distant castle lights. Duniko, her arms still around Liszt's neck, unwilling to let go, looked at him with burning eyes.

Liszt said hurriedly: "My room is upstairs."

"Hold me tight."

Bending down.

Hooking her hand.

Liszt scooped Duniko up into his arms. With his internal energy flowing, his legs moved like springs, quickly passing through the corridor and up the stairs to the fourth floor of the castle. He didn't respond to the servants greeting him on the staircase, heading straight to his room.

The door wasn't locked. In Longtaro Castle, the fourth floor belonged to the owner's living area.

Click!

He shut the door with his foot, and everything was left unspoken.

……

When Liszt woke up from his sore and aching body, the morning sun had already risen. It was a rare clear and beautiful day. He sat up and saw the still-sleeping woman next to him, her golden hair scattered across the pillow.

There was a somewhat unpleasant smell in the room.

Shaking his head, Liszt still felt a bit of disbelief.

A *Für Elise*, two dances close together, a few intentional and unintentional flirtations, and it led to a wild night. Reflecting on the heat and passion of last night, he suddenly felt a bit lost. In this new life of his, his first time had been completely given away.

Perhaps he had made too much noise getting out of bed.

The sleeping Duniko suddenly woke up and, seeing Liszt getting dressed, greeted him groggily: "Hi, Liszt, what are you doing?"

"Getting up."

Liszt put on his pants, his upper body bare, revealing a perfect V-shaped torso. He walked to the side of Duniko's bed, leaned down, and kissed her forehead gently: "Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

"I can't sleep." Duniko reached out and drew a circle on his chest, "You can call the castle maids to help you get dressed."

"On the battlefield, there won't be servants to help me dress, I prefer to do it myself. I only leave the complicated Frock Abbey to the servants."

"Then I'll call my maid in, and I'll get up too."

Shaking the bell, Duniko summoned the maid and, with her assistance, found a new set of clothes to wear. With the maid's help, Liszt also dressed in his Frock Abbey. Castle servants then brought in toiletries and attended to the two as they completed their morning washing.

Once the maids had left with the toiletries, only Liszt and Duniko remained in the room.

Duniko passionately threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Kiss me, as if it's the last time you'll kiss me."

"Mmm..."

After they parted,

Duniko, breathing heavily, said, "I love the way you play 'Für Elise,' I love your speech and demeanor. You have a unique gaze, and in your eyes, I see an ambition that others can hardly match, and a loneliness that is out of sync with the entire world."

Quite sharp observations.

Liszt smiled to cover it up, "I suppose you also saw a dragon, since my greatest ambition is to ride one."

"I look forward to the day you ride a dragon. If by then I haven't grown old, you're welcome to kiss me again... So many people invited me to dance at the ball, but I chose you. My dear Baron, those people will be jealous of you, just as the women who glared at me when I took you away."

Such intimacy.

Liszt was unsure if what he felt for Duniko was admiration or just a fleeting passion, he gently pulled away the hand that was around his neck, "I suppose there are many broken hearts at Longtaro Castle. You know I've never been involved with them, so I wouldn't know."

Finished, he opened the room door, "Let's go, downstairs for breakfast. I'm leaving here today."