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.”

was having a hard

care less about it.

For that reason, he knew

the little woman being bullied caused

as lay a finger on her, he would slice their hand off!

at the mansion suddenly felt a chill running down their spines. The knights at the plateau asked Ian.

happen at the mansion?” “Tell the other knights to hurry up. I need

him to regret his decision to be this far away from Laritte even

household while he ran away

but Laritte

kept thinking about her even though he knew she

to return

voice trailed off.

on the horse, skillfully taking the reins, and turned

for the

shook

to the memorial service.”

service six months after the death of a person. In case the person’s soul was

said that the lingering feelings of a person’s soul could be felt on the 180th day

memorial service should be

enough for their families to have a simple meal at

for the bereaved families who were unjustly

to

of the memorial service.

six months since the Duke was framed for treason.” “Don’t worry, Ava is ready. Hoho.”

not here, so there was no need to invite

knights

wasn’t troubled,

there was something wrong in the preparations, the fact that Mason Moore was crafting a scheme against her was not out of Ava’s expectations.

knew that he would try to attack Laritte again

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

so,

means, he needed to find fault with Laritte

both Ava and Mason’s worries

of their thoughts, Laritte only wished for the

else how unjustly they were

were hallowed rules in the

now, it was Laritte’s turn to do something for them.

to make sure that the spirits

the day of

to the rose

white around the

many tombstones, this was the burial ground for those who died

the rose

found busy with the preparations

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

final inspection before the memorial

black dress she wore for the service was a modest one

they entered the lot with

of the service, yet they’re still preparing.”