When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 2

1. Laritte and the new house

620 years ago, the Iyasa continent unified and the Empire was born.

The Brumayer family supported the Imperial family in their rise to power and accumulated enough accomplishments to be considered a founding contributor to the Empire.

However, the current generation of Brumayers lacked power, as seen in their current status of Count.

But now, with a daughter married to Duke Reinhardt, a man second in power only to the Imperial family, the Brumayers hoped to see the light once more.

‘…That’s what I thought.’

Count Brumayer felt regret when he thought of the current situation over dinner.

On the table was the family chef’s ‘Beef Steak’, magnificent enough to be called one of a kind. It shone brightly yet he couldn’t bring himself to lay his hands on it.

Rose, too, felt depressed about their situation.

Everytime she closed her eyes, she could see Duke Reinhardt’s shimmering form, just like how he had appeared to her three years ago.

When the continent of Iyasa had unified for the first time in history, the Empire prided itself so highly that it kept the name.

In the heart of the palace laid the first banquet hall.

The ceiling in the corridor leading to the banquet hall towered above the banquet goers. The intricate carvings on the ceiling was, in royal fashion, decorated brilliantly with gold.

Below that ceiling, Rose encountered the Duke for the first time.

‘…Ah!’

His hair was so black it seemed to absorb all the light, standing out in that bright corridor. Beneath his hair were the world’s purest gold eyes, appearing aloof and detached. Though his eyes were narrow, their masculine beauty matched well with the finely tanned muscles outlined by his shirt.

“I can’t believe such a Duke passed away…”

Rose lamented and tormented the steak with her fork.

Although there were some women who had never seen the Duke, it was said that all women who’d met him would fall in love with him.

The few swordmasters in the Empire were nicknamed ‘the murderers’, but the Duke did not care for such things as others did.

I could have melted

We should not even be using

countess, who had been quietly eating, put down her salad fork

makes sense? He was killed by a barbarian in the western sea! Plus, the

various circumstances involved in his death. We have to let him go. Your father was able

“Ahem!”

deliberately interrupted the conversation by clearing his throat. The Countess wiped her

have guessed that lowly wench none would consider a Brumayer could be so useful? She resembles that crude dancer from

Reinhardt dukedom for no reason other than to allow the Brumayers keep the Duke’s

be rotting in a

to the dukedom was an old villa in some corner of a mountain. Laritte had been sent there with no support. All she had to do now was die a

extremely happy.

stain on the otherwise happy Brumayer family.’

have disliked her father who sired an illegitimate child,

Laritte resembled her dancer of a mother with her pale skin and silver hair. And those were traits

to that, her eyes…’

eyes. It was that cold look, as if

wait to get rid

one scolded her for her choice of words. It was clearly demonstrated here how

this abandoned house needed was: firewood to fight off the chill of the night. So, with all the money she had left from the Brumayers, she purchased firewood before leaving for her new home.

complete fool, right?

that she was heading to the mountains where trees were plenty, so why would she need

Rose was the one who didn’t know what the

often drizzled. If Laritte were to pick a branch off the ground, even the smallest bit of dampness would have made it

cold on

already this cold…’, Laritte thought as she entered the house

when she was six years old.

had to pick herbs from the mountains in order to make

weeds, but she couldn’t help it.

had gotten lost in the

a little girl she’d somehow managed to gather enough branches to survive the cold. But one day, a violent storm wet the branches. They could no longer

those branches for dear life, succeeding in lighting them and starting a

“Phew…”

her old memories, looked around. The inside of the villa was very dusty and had a spooky feeling. The furniture was old, so it would have been unsurprising if

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