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

couldn’t care less about it.

as demons. For that reason, he knew they wouldn’t show that much respect toward

woman being bullied caused

they so much as lay a finger on her, he would slice

mansion suddenly felt a chill running down their spines. The knights

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

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

was left as the head of the household while he ran away

take measures before he left, but Laritte had always been someone

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

have to return soon……..”

voice trailed off.

reins, and turned

for

thunderous voice shook up the

***
As Ian’s return was delayed, Ava fell into an unavoidable situation at the mansion.

to the memorial service.”

to hold a memorial service six months after the death of a person. In case the person’s soul was unable to leave the

a myth, which said that the lingering feelings of a person’s soul could be felt on

should

those who died in peace, it was enough for their families to have a simple

the Duchy’s memorial service was for the bereaved families who were unjustly

to be grand.

also aware of the memorial service.

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

of the family, was not here, so there was

the aristocratic knights

wasn’t troubled,

fact that Mason Moore was crafting a scheme

naturally knew that he would try to attack Laritte again during

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

so, this

means, he needed to find fault

Ava and Mason’s

Laritte only wished for the success

better than anyone else how unjustly they were

because there were hallowed rules in

it was Laritte’s turn to do something for

that the spirits moved on

***
Time flew by as Ian and Laritte exchanged a few more letters.

of the memorial service

the rose

passing by the iron barrier painted in white around the garden, one would find a

was the burial ground for those who died in the Duchy.

fragrant because of the rose garden

found busy with the preparations

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was under final inspection before the memorial service began.

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

with only the servants and Laritte present inside.

service,

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