When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 69

6 Feet Below

After the Empress embarrassed herself while trying to insult Laritte and left, the nobles and guests had a good laugh about the scene for a while.

If her operation had been successful, it would have been Laritte to leave the hall, and if so, everyone would have said nothing as if they were dead. But her failure was possible.

However, interest gradually shifted elsewhere.

Seta’s appearance.

Among the fluttering dresses with colorful frills and suits, the man in the robe stood out. In addition, he looked very prominent because of how tall he was.

The nobles—who would normally avoid such a person—were intrigued by Seta.

“He’s known for his skill in fortune-telling, isn’t he?”

“He has recently gained fame in Mirnoa. Should I talk to him?”

They started to whisper about Seta, regardless of whether they wanted to or not. Everyone was anxious about their future. But Seta was alone. It was difficult for them to approach the figure recklessly.

Seta put an entire piece of fruit cake into his mouth.

People….. No, dragons need to fill their stomachs first!

Before approaching that face (Laritte), it was a ritual he should finish. Similar to washing hands before touching the treasure.

“It’s nice to walk around with no one nagging you.”

The old nobleman who brought Seta to the empire was suddenly suffering from a bad cold this morning. Therefore, Seta escorted him back to his room and came back to the party early. Thanks to that, he was free.

Meanwhile, Ian returned from the balcony, his shoulders cold.

He couldn’t find the fortune-teller. Seta was normal because he came back from the balcony a long time ago.

Laritte—who was alone—found Ian.

“Your hands must be cold. Why did you take so long?”

Removing her white frill gloves, she wrapped Ian’s rough hands with her bare hands.

Ian held back his laughter, still unaware of the fact that she had met the Empress. A smile found its way on his lips.

She looked so lovely when she worried about him.

Ian knew better than anyone else that his innocent and cute wife was acting without thinking.

But what if he reversed the idea.

“Ahem. Not only my hands but also my whole body is cold.” Ian said blatantly.

It was rather beneficial that Laritte was naive. She wouldn’t know even if he tried to pull tricks on her.

Unaware of Ian’s thoughts, Laritte spoke sincerely.

“You should have come back early if you couldn’t find the fortune-teller.”

As Ian leaned down, she wrapped his neck with both arms as she hugged him.

for a chance to talk to

made them silent with a single glare. At the same time,

wearing a backless

as his finger touched her back. This alone was insanely good.

to hide the pounding

and find a fortune-teller to ask about

beats even though he was speaking based on facts.

with one hand, he caressed her

her touch and beautiful

sweet

peeked a glance upward with his head buried on Laritte’s shoulder.

it’s incredible. We were that intimate when we were young, weren’t

know The Duke had

half of them

were thinking he would turn a blind eye to Laritte someday because she was an illegitimate

all their brains

to make them believe that

future, they maintained their behavior….. if they were supposed to

of them were really dark.’

could hug her like this, he could finish the journey through Seolsan Mountain in just 24 hours.

need to find

Ian repeated.

her. Just as she cared

it worries

also wanted to express how he

Laritte didn’t understand any

not what I’m saying.”

Ian and pointed behind him.

over there. I was going to tell you, but you were shaking from the cold.”

contact with Seta, who was munching on a piece of

“Oh.”

awkward in an instant.

come back early because she was

go

was happy—

He was serious.

had a newspaper in her hand. They walked to an antique store looking at

here. They

asked, “who told

dragging a donkey around. She had her long hair tied with a red ribbon. She was putting my luggage on the donkey and grabbing the reins when I saw her wearing a sign with the words “Welcome to the Capital City – Antiques” hanging around her neck.”

was a solicitor. Perhaps, even the store owner’s wife.

have to spend my trip

something

held hands and ran around the

that would take Laritte—their

a bet. To see who could buy

was full of amazing

purple smoke rising

“Welcome, ladies.”

searched everywhere with sharp eyes like a lion’s.

pulled a book from a dusty bookshelf.