Chapter 67

Oscar hugged him before Ian could understand what he said and entered his carriage.

“You may proceed!” He pleasantly spoke to the coachman and his escort.

Laritte waved her hand at the leaving carriage as it disappeared beyond the path between the fields.

She stared blankly at the field where she could see butterflies fluttering their wings before she turned to Ian.

He was standing so still, she wondered what the Crown Prince told him before he left.

Laritte was so quiet that he couldn’t hear her approach.

“What did His Highness say? A secret between friends?” She looked up at him.

The answer took a long while to come back.

“…..Yes, it’s a…. secret,” he was staring over the horizon as well.

Laritte shrugged when his eyes fluttered strangely.

“If you don’t want to say it, don’t. I also have friends.”

Only then did Ian, who had frozen like a stone statue, look at Laritte. Jealousy started raging inside him again because of what she said.

He tried his best to press down his jealousy and ask, “Who’s your friend?”

“Hmm, Sir Mason? Lady Redra? And Bertrand……”

“……Oh, yeah.”

Laritte found it strange that Ian took a beat to understand.

But soon, she shrugged it off and went back to the mansion, “hurry up.”

“I’ll follow you soon.”

Yet he found it difficult to catch up with Laritte.

His ears were bright red.

“You indeed like her, so don’t whine anymore and confess your feelings to your wife,” he kept recalling Oscar’s words again and again.

Since he really likes her……

Stop!

Ian screamed to himself.

If his skin was fair like Laritte’s, he would’ve been in trouble trying to hide his condition from her.

All of a sudden, his thoughts went somewhere else.

Indeed, Laritte looked beautiful because of her snowy skin.

‘No. It’s not the time to think about this.’

But he could not get control of his thoughts.

He kept remembering various aspects of his wife the longer he kept pruning.

The heat gradually reached his head, and now his neck was flushed red.

his knees on the ground. He buried his face in his

he did know about his feelings. He dragged it for a long time like a fool. It

swept past his burning

hear the faint echo of the

taken by an old memory.

the former Ducal couple lived together in the

mother, said that the footing of everything was

that you

felt uncomfortable when a passerby stroked

“K-Kiss?”

that mean you’ve never done it,

sighed jokingly as she hugged a much smaller Ian.

The Duke doesn’t really

not

clearly recall

had kissed her in front of Ian,

always harbored

thought he wouldn’t be able to do that

For

also in

intertwined love.

grabbed his

would he confess? He wouldn’t be able to

time when Laritte was afraid of revealing her name to

from being taken away after she was detained at

and shouted

the hell are you

great spirit

he not shy in the past?

I can’t,” Ian calmed down as he stroked his fingers through his black hair.

him acknowledging his feelings for Laritte had

be held in May

***
The Exchange Ceremony was a 10-day event that only invited the higher 30 aristocrats from the Empire of Iassa.

in the first half of the year into several village units.

it spread to the capital city,

the exchange meeting in May was the

the exchange event someday! It receives

child was taking a walk inside a castle in the

arrived in the capital before the

party was generally held, only 30 aristocrats, their companies, and foreigners

allowed to enjoy a separate gathering in a hall

of the grand meeting, the children

did

time for the real guests to arrive.

know a lot from a simple hello from the guests.

utmost curiosity, while some waited outside

was waiting for a

waiting for them, aren’t they?” the young

very

They have always

Reinhardt, who rarely appeared

to see Laritte, who was known to be

curious to

his absence in the

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