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.”

if she was having a hard time

care less

portrayed the knights from a noble background as demons. For that reason, he knew they wouldn’t show

the little woman being

on

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

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

caused him to regret his decision to be this

left as the head of the household while he ran away to search for

did take measures before he left, but Laritte had always

kept thinking about her even though he knew she was doing well without

to return

trailed off.

on the horse, skillfully taking the reins, and turned

preparations for the

thunderous voice shook up the plateau.

make it to the memorial

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

of a person’s soul could be

memorial service should be

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

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

to be grand.

was also aware of the memorial

months since the Duke was

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

aristocratic knights were present.

troubled,

the preparations, the fact that Mason Moore was crafting a scheme against her

to attack Laritte again during the memorial

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

against Nanny Ava. Even so, this is your last chance to prove yourself worthy,

he needed to find fault with Laritte at

both Ava and Mason’s worries

only wished for the

unjustly they were executed under the

were hallowed rules in the

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

sure that the spirits moved

the day of the memorial

next to the rose

white around the garden, one

from the many tombstones, this was the burial ground for those

the rose

been found busy with the preparations since morning.

pots should be greater! Not less than 13 feet!” “I

was under final inspection before the memorial

dress she wore for the service was a modest one with

as they entered the lot with only the servants and Laritte

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