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.

the ground. He buried his face in his hands so

he did know about his feelings. He dragged it for a long time like a fool. It was time for him to admit them.

faint aroma of flowers swept past his

the distance, he could hear the faint

taken by an old memory.

worse, when the former

Reinhardt, his mother, said that the footing of everything was love.

you worry about

when a passerby

“K-Kiss?”

never done

jokingly as she hugged a much smaller Ian.

one. The Duke doesn’t really love me.”

That’s not it……”

could clearly recall that

father had kissed her in front of Ian,

harbored a straight face.

was Father capable of doing that? Ian thought he wouldn’t be able to

now, he could. For at

also

intertwined

grabbed his

confess? He wouldn’t be able to do it

Laritte was afraid of revealing her name

prevented her from being taken away after she

carriage and shouted proudly

the hell are you

a great spirit that

shy in the

down as he stroked his fingers through his

for Laritte had

in

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

harvested goods in the

spread to the capital city, foreign figures were

the exchange meeting in May was the second largest event

the exchange event

walk inside a

a young lady who arrived in the capital before the exchange.

was generally held, only 30 aristocrats, their companies, and foreigners were allowed to participate.

other nobles were allowed to enjoy a separate gathering in a hall

of the grand meeting, the children

nobles stared at only one place. As did the

time for the real guests to arrive.

could get to know a lot from a simple hello from the guests. Such as if the person

peered outside their wagons with the utmost curiosity,

a carriage

they?” the

very

They have always been famous in society, but even more so these days.

Duke of Reinhardt, who rarely appeared in

eager to see Laritte, who was known to be

nobles were curious

changed his mind after his absence in the

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