When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 55

Ian and his squadron were still in search of the dragon. Which signified that the dragon had left the plateau.

They were lucky to not need to fight off the beast.

But it was a problem for Ian.

‘My return to the mansion will be delayed.’

The journey took longer than expected because the entire plateau had to be covered in search.

All the while, Ian was feeling strange. His five senses weren’t acting up. Ever since he dreamt of Laritte.

When he closed his eyes, he could hear her giggles, and when he covered his ears, he could smell her scent.

He walked towards his horse and stroked the stallion’s mane.

“What’s up with him?”

The soldiers around him whispered to each other, aware of his strange behavior.

“As expected, he’s starting to become more like the Duchess. They say couples tend to act in the same way after spending time with each other.”
“Hmm, that makes sense.”

Ian began to regret his decision to leave.

The reason why he thought so was that regardless of whether he was close or far away from her, his mind was always filled with thoughts about her.

He constantly muttered under his breath.

“Ethical, ethical, ethical…….”

He did think of Laritte but continually reminded himself that it was because of his ‘ethical’ concerns.

“Ethical, ethical.”

It eventually worked. Now, he was at the point where the word ‘ethical’ came to his mind when he thought of Laritte.

Today marks a week since the squad left for the investigation.

‘I promised to send her a letter today.’

Ian had written down about his situation on a piece of paper, which he gestured to a hawk to carry up through the air. It flew at a fierce speed, enjoying the vastness of the sky.

Despite the distance between the highlands and the mansion, Laritte received the letter without any delay.

And so, it was not long before the hawk returned to Ian.

Ian opened the parchment that contained Laritte’s penmanship.

He read its contents, trying to hold back his laughter.

Laritte had sent him a brief update of what happened at the mansion recently.

The aristocratic knights were back. She made strawberry juice with the help of the maids. She had a peaceful tea time with Ava. And so on.

Finally, Ian received news that all the knights have returned.

It was a fiasco, even more so because he wasn’t present there.

“Those bastards.”

Laritte wouldn’t write even if she was having a

care less

from a noble background as demons. For that reason, he knew they wouldn’t show that much respect

little woman being

much as lay a finger on her, he would

knights at the mansion suddenly felt a chill running down

“Tell the other knights to hurry up.

regret his decision to be this far away from Laritte

of the household while he ran away

Laritte had always been

was unreliable. It’s just that he kept thinking about her even though

have to return

trailed off.

horse, skillfully taking the reins, and turned the horse as he shouted.

preparations for the investigation!”

voice shook

can’t make it to the memorial service.”

months after the death of a

a belief due to a myth, which said that the lingering feelings of a

should be

was enough for their families to

the bereaved families who were

to

was also aware of the memorial

been six months since the Duke was framed

not here, so there was no need to invite guests.

the aristocratic knights were present.

wasn’t troubled,

Laritte if there was something wrong in the preparations, the fact that Mason Moore was crafting a scheme

would try to attack Laritte again

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

go against Nanny Ava. Even so, this is your last

find fault with Laritte at the memorial service.

both Ava and Mason’s worries

of their thoughts, Laritte only wished for

understood better than anyone else how unjustly they were executed under the name

because there were hallowed

it was Laritte’s turn to do something

to make sure that the spirits moved on

finally, the day of

to the

passing by the iron barrier painted in white around

tombstones, this was the burial ground for those

because of the rose

servants have been found busy with the preparations

distance between the pots should be greater! Not less than 13 feet!” “I think we should shape the bushes.

final inspection before the memorial

busy. The black dress she wore for the service was a modest one with no puffy design.

grumbled as they entered the lot with only the servants and

the service, yet