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 face in his hands so

for a long time like

faint aroma of flowers swept

somewhere in the distance, he could hear the faint

was taken by an old memory.

when the former Ducal couple

that the

love, and it’s because of love that you

uncomfortable when a passerby stroked his

“K-Kiss?”

that mean you’ve never done it, honey?”

jokingly as she hugged a much smaller Ian.

the last one. The Duke doesn’t

not

could clearly recall

of Ian, saying

always harbored a straight face.

that? Ian thought he wouldn’t be able to do

could. For at

also in

intertwined love.

grabbed his

would he confess? He wouldn’t be able to do it even

when Laritte was afraid of revealing her name

after

stopped the carriage and shouted proudly

hell are you

a great spirit that time.

not shy

as he stroked his

for Laritte had been

meeting to be held in May was arriving very soon.

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

the harvested goods in the first half of the year

to the capital city, foreign figures

the exchange meeting in May was the second

wish to attend the exchange event someday! It

a walk inside a castle

was a young lady who arrived

held, only 30 aristocrats, their companies, and foreigners

were allowed to enjoy a separate gathering in a hall

grand meeting, the children continued

her, the nobles stared at only one place. As did the officials who were in charge of

was time for the

to know a lot from a simple hello from the guests. Such as if the person is important, their

with the utmost curiosity, while some

for a carriage

them, aren’t they?” the young lady whispered to her

was very

lion. They have always been famous in society, but even more

the Duke of Reinhardt, who rarely

young girls were eager to see Laritte,

nobles were curious to

after his absence in the exchange for three years straight?

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