When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

The Duke’s mansion was completely free from the plague. The fact that no one died was due to the consistency of the treatment of the employees, and the help and support received from the Duke and the Duchess.

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With that, the plague gradually disappeared from the Duchy. The people of the streets said it was all because of the Ducal couple, and they drank and sang excitedly to their names. Every bar, even the small ones, in the region was filled with this excitement.

It was the bar near the main street leading to the Duke’s mansion. A bushy man who had survived the plague a few days ago held up his beer mug. “drinks are on me today, people!” The man said, ringing the golden bell. Those who were holding food or alcohol whistled and cheered.

“That’s great!”

“Then we should have more alcohol. Bring me another large mug of pale ale!”

Among the guests was a thin, small middle-aged woman. A cloth was wrapped around her head so that not a single portion of her hair could be seen. Her name was Olivia. The man smiled slightly at Olivia, ‘it’s the first time you’ve come to the Duchy, so consider yourself lucky.’ Then he proceeded to raise a toast, “for the Duke and the Duchess!”

Those with free food and drinks responded with joy.

“Cheers!”

“For Duke Ian Reinhardt and Duchess Laritte Reinhardt!”

“Cheers!”

Olivia stopped, “……Laritte?” So there was someone other than her who gave that d*mn name to their child? Laritte was the name of a Goddess who was born of lowliness and deceit. No ordinary person would ever use such a name. Giggled, she thought, ‘of course, dear Duchess Laritte Reinhardt would have a very different life than my child!’

Eventually, she got drunk and it felt good. Though she was staggering, she began a song. Others followed her and began to sing. Someone even created a hymn about the Duchess on the spot.

was a bizarre song without a note or a beat. Those who were already intoxicated responded by pounding the table with spoons or shoes. “There was

“Hahahaha!”

was shocked. Oh! She was a love child?

Olivia, who had been listening to the song, was startled when she heard the lyrics. In an

“What? What’s wrong?”

singing. Although she was small and old,

do you

just describe the color of the Duchess’

an outsider who

walked out of the pub at a rough pace. She was also

the man frowned, not hearing Olivia’s last words. The people quickly forgot about the commotion and resumed their entertainment. “Royal with golden eyes, our

in the place where Olivia

start hugging,” Ian and Laritte sat in the study, facing each other. After holding hands thirty times, they were moving on to the next level. Laritte stretched out her arms toward

carefree Laritte, Ian was very hesitant. First of all, it was bizarre to set a date here. But he was also waiting for

not know his inner feelings. But he couldn’t concentrate because of Laritte, who was staring at him. “What are you doing, Ian? Hurry up and get it done. I have work to do.” Ian wanted to procrastinate

that is hung over

have to wear a jacket for

book of dating advice. She didn’t think she ever saw such a word there. But Ian canceled his own stupid remark, “no, no, you’ve got

arms. “Madam! Your Highness,” Alice knocked on the door of the study. He

the rush, he bumped his head against the bookshelf,

my gosh, are

yelled out at

opened the door. She had some disturbing news. “You have a guest, Your Highness,”

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