Please Allow Me, My Lord Count

[Historical Romance · Female Protagonist · Art]

With dull red hair, a miserably gaunt body, a laborer of Bloodwen.

Every word used to describe Mei Houzer was as pitiful as her lot in life.

At least, until she met that man.

It was an uncanny sensation. In her black-and-white life, it was the only thing with color, blooming more distinctively than anything else.

“So you want that badly... Fine. Go on, then, draw me.”

Breaking the eternal silence was the man.

Mei stared at him for a long time after he said something so unexpected, spoken with a face wearing a crooked, mocking smile.

“What are you talking about?” Mei asked.

“Permission.”

In a low voice, almost like a whisper, he gave a brief answer.

A story about a painter who, during the turbulent Industrial Revolution, painted an earl that no one had been able to paint for 250 years.