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 hard time because

she couldn’t care less about

that reason, he

little woman being bullied caused outrage in him.

a finger on her, he would

mansion suddenly felt a chill running

the other knights to hurry up. I need to finish the

to be this far away

of the household while he ran away to search for a dragon.

but Laritte had always been someone to worry about.

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

to

trailed off.

on the horse, skillfully taking the reins,

preparations for the

voice shook up

it to the

the death of a person. In case the person’s soul

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

service should be grand.”

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

memorial service was for the bereaved

to

of the memorial

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

was not here, so there was

the aristocratic knights were

wasn’t troubled, though.

preparations, the fact that

try to attack Laritte again during the memorial

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

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

means, he needed to find fault with Laritte at the memorial service.

and Mason’s worries to

Laritte only wished

better than anyone else how unjustly they were

that’s because there were hallowed rules

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

the spirits moved on

day of the memorial

service was held next to the

painted in white around the garden, one would

tombstones, this was the burial

of the rose garden adjacent to it.

busy with the preparations since morning.

between the pots should be greater! Not less than 13

was under final inspection before the memorial service

to be busy. The black dress she wore for the service was a modest

with only the servants

the day of the service, yet they’re still