Chapter 36
At around 9 in the morning, her eyelids slowly opened. As she sat up, tangled silver locks flowed down to cover part of her face.
“Are you awake, madam? Do you want me to prepare your breakfast?”
Just as Alice opened the window next to Laritte, a cool spring breeze touched the tip of her nose.
“The scent of flowers…….”
Laritte murmured blankly.
“It smells nice, doesn’t it, ma’am? I will comb your hair for you!”
The Duchy of Reinhardt was also known for the full bloom of the flower Crocus during the months of spring.
In particular, a village in the duchy was named Crocus. Perfume manufactured from that village was also one of the popular products in the society.
The fragrance of those flowers usually reached everywhere in Reinhardt’s estate in spring.
This mansion was no exception.
Laritte asked.
“What about Ian?”
“Oh-uh, don’t ask me!”
Shivering, Irene replied, stopping at her work of changing the vase.
“As far as I know, the Duke has been working since early in the morning. Do you want me to inform him?”
He said he’d see her.
Laritte shook her head.
She didn’t want to interrupt him.
If he said he’d come to see her, he would when he was free.
“If madam doesn’t have anything to do today, how about we watch the knights train?”
“Or you can call someone over to shop at the mansion, madam. I’ll go to the street and get the catalogue.”
There could have been a lot of things for Laritte to do after waking up.
Cleaning, washing dishes, or repetitive chores.
But she wouldn’t have to do those anymore.
It felt new and foreign to set a schedule for enjoyment.
Laritte saw employees of the Reinhardt household smiling at her wherever she went.
“Madam!”
“Madam.”
“Have a nice day, ma’am.”
A gardener, picking up flowers, said when she was passing through the garden at sunset.
“Madam, you’re looking very pretty like the pansy today.”
“Thank you……”
He held out a purple pansy flower towards Laritte which she took.
Ian still didn’t visit her.
not going to see her until the mistress?
only come to
crossed her
flower in her
thoughts saddened her. She wished he’d think of her.
stalk and petals, slowly crushing the
her hand, the flower was already ruined, leaving him in utter
know that you didn’t like pansies……Please
not like
clear up the gardener’s misunderstanding and to
like that, she spent
when Ian finally came to
“Laritte!”
side of the hall as he kept trudging the path, skipping his steps
to see her for what felt like an eternity and had been
as
proper bite of his breakfast
have you
“Oh- oh, my.”
air in the
‘It’s exciting!’
two
Ian was a kind,
other, but it
whose smile was very rare.
thrilled maids, Laritte
His Grace, the Duke, I could get out of
“……Laritte?”
finished moulding her mind during
even if he made connection with
spent in the villa during the winter was enough to make her feel they
But they weren’t.
favor had ended with giving her a roof to stay
shown his face these past
followed her as
happen
“Nothing has happened.”
that nothing was
break
if you
be busy, so he should get
“What– Laritte.”
if running away from
by the flower beds and
followed her closely.
him grew quite
became faster, but she could gain no more
in front of a small stream flowing through the Duke’s property.
the stream was cool, very opposite to Laritte’s hot
“Huff, huff…….”
the contrary, Ian was fine.
keep up, the maids had
beside Laritte, said.
listen to
blazing eyes turned, glaring
followed me if I’d broken those……”
her spine, surprised at the threat she
stepped
her fingers, she said
“It’s nothing.”
her knees, she chose to stare down at the flowing stream.
transparent water was accompanied
shook his head,
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