When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 52

The knights had to show their respect toward Laritte at Redra’s signal.

Laritte beckoned Redra, who stood behind her.

“Let’s finish this quickly.”
“Please wait a moment.”

Redra wanted to straighten out their discipline. She was going to set an example today even if she had to punish someone for that. They were the first to cross the line.

“I hope you’re alright……”
“It’s alright. I’m fine. So let’s just proceed. Can you ask them to finish?”

Laritte appreciated Redra’s concern. She herself just had a different understanding of the situation she was in.

“…..As you wish, Madam.”

Redra held out her sword from her waist. Sunlight reflected off the blade as she shouted.

“Raise your sword!”

The knights lined up, grumbling at Redra’s command.

“She’s telling us to raise our swords.”
“To an illegitimate girl? That’s too much.”

When they reluctantly took out their swords, a stout woman walked over the hill where the mansion was located. The keen sight of the knights helped recognize her.

“That’s the nanny. Why does she look so angry?”

Obviously, her anger was directed towards the knights.

Minutes passed as more knights started to notice her.

However, Laritte, who was standing on the podium, did not notice Ava standing behind her.

“Well, I guess that’s enough, right?”

Laritte uttered, and as she began to descend down the podium, the demeanor of the knights gradually changed.

Life in the mansion would be difficult for Laritte if she weren’t in the nanny’s surveillance. Ava took care of everything in the mansion, from food and clothing to maintaining the living spaces.

“Are you saying Lady Ava is on her side? How could this happen?!”

The knights were quick to understand.

Shouldn’t they greet the Duchess properly, then?

But Laritte had already left the podium without receiving any.

‘W-Wait a minute!’

The knights shouted in unison.

Laritte was still unaware.

Any other illegitimate child would’ve been scared to ignore or even face the annoyed expressions of the knights. If such an occurrence were to happen, they would usually keep their gaze at the knights until proper behavior was shown.

The knights started to panic.

What a strange woman!

Laritte was on her way back to the mansion when her eyes found Ava.

“What are you doing here?”
“What else, Madam? When you’re old, your hands and feet get numb when you stay still, so you exercise. Hoho.”

no sign of that cold glare she was delivering to the

She nodded to Ava and

her face back to the

“Ahem! Ahem!”

cough was full of discomfort. Meanwhile, the knights realized what mistake

area with a punitive force.

now turned into a barren land. Only

that reason, Ian expected to find the dragon

he’d traveled a rough ride for days, yet

the sun went down, the

time to

to take

him to proceed before

took out a clean water bottle to drink water, while his mind

to be in this area since they came here

to say otherwise.

said that despite the dragon being a runaway, it always had a faint sense of reasoning.

hadn’t gone that far, had it?

have known

thoughts changed to her.

was she doing now? He wanted to be able to contact her

to send a letter to the mansion every week, so I

Laritte. The knights shared a drink of whiskey with each other. If not, it would have been very difficult to

a sip of

of his trance.

“Laritte?”
“Pardon?”

response cut off the knight’s words, who had a bewildered

just said the Lady’s name, right?

realized and glossed

I see.” “You see, I don’t know what she’s been up to. I’m afraid she has destroyed a

stopped when he realized he

dry response and entered a private tent.

a lamp tied with a string beside the wall of the tent. He sat down on the

from Laritte. But he didn’t

about

off the thoughts before lying

eyes became heavy. Gradually, he

smelled something flowery in

up. My sleepy husband.

opened his eyes.

tent he saw. It was

His golden

was she here?

Laritte from the dream smiled gently.

are you going to sleep? If you want to sleep again, let me

it

adapt

to

— Ian?

dressed in a white

strands away from his face as her frill wrist touched his lips.

not sick, are you? If that’s the case, you

for words, Ian