Duke’s Exclusive Painter - Chapter 29
He came out of his silence only after he had planned in his head about what to do with the two retards that made him uncomfortable.
“How did you get to transfered to that academy?”
Cedric was amazed every time he opened his mouth. He was not a man who had so much interest in others. Rather, he was indifferent to others to the extent that he seemed quite cold hearted. Even so, oddly enough, I kept getting curious about the things related to Roselia.
Exactly, he was curious. If I could, I wanted to take a look at everything inside that tiny head of hers.
“The director of the orphanage, where I was staying, saw my drawing skills and asked a high-ranking person, who supported the orphanage, to submit an application for my transfer to the academy. I entered the academy when I was already quite old, so I couldn’t get into it as a freshman.”
Roselia looked down at her neatly gathered hands, and licked her lips.
“…thinking about it now, I regret it a little. At that time, I was very happy to draw but from the moment I entered the academy, I don’t think I’ve ever felt like that anymore.”
“No matter what you do, your grades are set and you have to be evaluated. Also, if the results you get are good, other students will envy you.”
“Being ignored because of…” With a depressed expression on her face, she exhaled. “Now, I don’t enjoy drawing as much as I used to.”
Cedric looked over her shoulder.
The painting on the canvas, which looked close to the side, was so good that I couldn’t help but admire it at one glance. It was surprisingly beautiful and high-quality work, but who knows, the person who painted that didn’t enjoy doing it at all.
He still couldn’t forget the feeling he had when he first saw Roselia’s paintings in the exhibition hall. Of all the experiences Cedric had in his life, it could be said that that moment is the most shocking.
For a moment, my eyes become distant and my mind has this drowsy feeling. The ecstasy, as if all the nerves in my body were sucked inside the painting. It was the perfect pleasure.
“When I first saw your painting, I was shocked and speechless.”
At Cedric’s hint, Roselia’s head slowly lifted.
“It was an intense experience for the first time in my life. When I managed to gather up my senses, I was looking at the name of the student who drew the picture.”
“You obviously have great skills, and this is why I chose you.”
At first, I had no intention of offering long words of consolation. Her feeling that she was not happy was also a natural feeling that should be respected. But Cedric wanted to make it clear that “she has a talent for drawing”.
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