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 about it.

that

woman being bullied

lay a finger on her, he would slice

chill running down

knights to hurry

to regret his decision to be this far

while he ran away to search for a dragon.

did take measures before he left, but Laritte had

Laritte was unreliable. It’s just that he kept thinking about her even though he knew she was doing well without any

to return soon……..”

voice trailed off.

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

preparations for the investigation!”

thunderous voice shook

make it to the memorial

months after the death of

to a myth, which said that the lingering feelings of a person’s soul could be felt on the 180th day after the person’s

should be grand.”

peace, it was enough for their families to have a simple meal at a memorial service.

for the

had to be grand.

aware of the memorial

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

the head of the family, was not here, so there was no need to invite guests.

aristocratic knights

wasn’t troubled, though.

was something wrong in the preparations, the fact that Mason

that he would try to attack

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

difficult to go against Nanny Ava. Even so, this is your

fault

caused both Ava and Mason’s

of their thoughts, Laritte only wished for the success

unjustly they

were hallowed rules

turn to do something for them.

vowed to make sure that the spirits moved on in peace.

of the memorial

was held next to the rose garden of

in white around the garden, one would find

was the burial ground for

of the rose garden

have been found busy with the

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

was under final inspection before the memorial service

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

knights grumbled as they entered the lot with only the servants

the day of the service,