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.”

of that cold glare she was delivering to the knights minutes

of hers. She nodded

turned her face back to the

“Ahem! Ahem!”

full of discomfort. Meanwhile, the

was investigating the said area with

fauna, had now turned into a barren land. Only small hills, similar to those in a desert, were stacked side by side.

to find

traveled a rough ride for days, yet there was no sight of it.

down, the weather

to

take a rest.

before getting off his horse.

tired sigh. He took out a clean water

was supposed to be in this area since they came here following its footprints. But it seemed to have left this

to

being a runaway, it always had a faint sense of reasoning.

that far,

had gone away, Ian would have known it. In that case, Laritte would

thoughts changed to

He wanted to be able to contact her

to the mansion every week, so I still have a few days.’

thoughts about Laritte. The knights shared a drink of whiskey with each other. If not, it

a sip of

out of

“Laritte?”
“Pardon?”

who

said the

and glossed over

see.” “You see, I don’t

when he realized he was speaking

dry response and entered a private

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

himself from Laritte. But he didn’t like the idea of

think about it, Ian

the thoughts before lying down in

eyes became heavy. Gradually, he fell

flowery

up. My sleepy husband.

his eyes.

It was

on top of Ian. His golden eyes

was she

the dream smiled gently.

want to sleep again,

it

created the virtual world, began to adapt to

finally starting to become a sweet

— Ian?

in a white nightgown.

from his face

sick, are you? If that’s the case,

loss for words, Ian finally