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.

ground. He buried his face in his hands

his feelings. He dragged it for a long time like

faint aroma of flowers swept past his burning head.

the distance, he could hear the faint echo

taken by an

worse, when the former Ducal couple lived together in the

his mother, said that the footing of everything was

of love, and it’s because of love that you worry about your mother’s illness. Every morning the Duke kisses me because

when a passerby stroked

“K-Kiss?”

mean you’ve never

she hugged

last one. The Duke doesn’t

That’s not

recall that

front of Ian, saying it was her

always harbored a

thought he wouldn’t

For

also in

intertwined love.

he grabbed his chin.

wouldn’t be able to do it even if

afraid of

after she was detained at Rose’s command.

the carriage and shouted proudly to

hell are you going without your husband!

showed a great

shy in the

as he stroked his fingers through his black hair.

feelings for Laritte had been a

be held in

***
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, foreign

exchange meeting in May was the second largest event

attend the exchange event someday! It receives special

a walk inside a castle in the

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

of the castle where the party was generally held, only

a separate gathering in a hall near

children

did the officials who were in charge of

time for the real guests

from a simple hello from the guests. Such as if

outside their wagons with the utmost

a carriage

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

very obvious.

bearing the crest of a lion. They have always been famous in society, but even more so these days.

of the Duke of Reinhardt, who rarely appeared in public.

girls were eager to see Laritte, who was known

curious

his absence in the exchange

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