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.

face in his hands so as to not be caught by

honest, he did know about his feelings. He dragged it for a long time

faint aroma of flowers swept past his

somewhere in the distance, he could hear the faint echo

was taken by

grew worse, when the former Ducal couple

the footing of

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

a passerby stroked his chin.

“K-Kiss?”

mean you’ve never

she hugged a much smaller

one. The Duke doesn’t

That’s not

clearly recall that

front of Ian, saying it

father always harbored a

doing that? Ian thought he wouldn’t be

he could. For at least

was also in love.

intertwined

grabbed

able to do

was afraid of revealing her

being taken away after she was detained at Rose’s command.

had stopped the carriage and shouted proudly to

the hell are you going without your

a great spirit that

not shy in

I can’t,” Ian calmed down as he

for Laritte had been a big improvement in itself.

held in May was arriving very

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

goods in the first

capital city, foreign figures were also invited.

meeting in May was the

exchange event

child was taking a walk inside a castle in the

a young lady who arrived in

the castle where the party was generally held, only 30 aristocrats, their companies, and foreigners were

a separate gathering in a hall near the center.

the grand meeting, the children continued their stroll

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

for the

a simple hello from the guests. Such as if the person is

with the utmost curiosity, while some waited outside the castle.

for a carriage

the young

very

They have always been famous in society, but

Duke of Reinhardt, who rarely appeared in public.

were eager to see Laritte, who was known to

other nobles were curious

his mind after his absence in the exchange

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