When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married - Chapter 119
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Chapter 119
The real culprit was caught cheating with fake jewelry.
The banquet hall where nobles surrounded the real culprit. They should have sharpened their teeth towards the culprits who harmed them. However, their gaze was not on the culprit but on the Ducal couple standing in front of the culprit.
It was because Ian Reinhardt, whom they were so afraid of, looked lovingly at his wife. The nobles thought in amazement.
The Duke…
How could he have such a friendly face? What kind of great woman was the Duchess who made him like that?!
“Let the culprits be dealt with according to Your Majesty’s will. I don’t care.”
Ian gave out a bunch of pleasant air towards Laritte. His mouth was itchy. It was like a chimney, wanting to spew out to everyone right away, ‘I got permission to hold the wedding!’
It was the same for Oscar, staring blankly at Ian and Laritte.
“….”
What was wrong with Ian?
Oscar knew Ian was obsessed with his wife, but he wasn’t this uncontrollable in public… Something must have happened.
It was so absurd that Oscar rubbed his eyes.
Meanwhile, Ian looked down at Laritte and smiled contentedly.
“How can I speak harsh words in a place where the wife hears? I trust that Your Majesty will give them an appropriate disposition.”
Laritte whispered to him, who was clinging to her.
“You don’t even know how to say harsh words. How are you going to live your life if you can’t take care of your share like that?”
Of course, the banquet hall was very quiet, so her words were heard by everyone. The lady with a high ponytail decorated with feathers couldn’t believe what she had just heard. She slapped her own ear.
Who didn’t know how to say harsh words?
Who, who didn’t know how to take care of their share?
That Ian Reinhardt?
…The Duke?
“….”
There was no way Ian could not notice the signs of the people around him.
Even though he felt really good about the wedding, in fact, he had other intentions. It was because he had to confirm their relationship like this in front of everyone so that no useless men would stick to Laritte.
‘How pretty was Laritte under the moonlight from the balcony? What if someone sees my wife and falls in love with her?’
He was like a lion pack leader expressing affection for his female in front of everyone.
“If I don’t take my share, Laritte should always be there for me.”
It was Laritte who got drunk, but Ian was laughing more. Eventually, Oscar clapped his hands and cleared the situation in the banquet hall.
“…Now. If so, let’s postpone the exact disposition of the criminals until later. For now, send them away!”
The criminals cried and left.
Oscar took advantage of the gap in the nobles’ eyes as they focused on the criminals and moved quickly. He took Ian and Laritte to the corner of the banquet hall. There was no one else to overhear the conversation.
It was finally time for Oscar to express his welcome to Ian and Laritte.
“Finally, I see your faces up close.”
He was very pleased with Laritte, who looked good both physically and mentally.
How shocked he was to hear that she had died!
“First of all, I am really glad that Madam is in good health. Tomorrow is the National Founding Day party, but inevitably, we did a good job holding the banquet today. It’s nice to see you even a day earlier.”
That was then, Oscar’s good-natured eyes took on a ferocious look.
“On the other hand, I have something to say to Ian…”
He glared at Ian intensely as he folded his arms in his emperor attire.
“Ian, you didn’t even say hello to me even though I held the party. Dearest Madam, thank you for coming here, but you…! How can you make me go find you myself? Besides, you were never in the banquet hall at all!”
“Ah, that’s.”
“Please, remember that your friend is the master of this country. Ian seems to be too comfortable with me. If you keep doing that, I’ll use all the laws and regulations to invite the Duchess to an imperial dinner. And leave you out! Cut your steak on your own in the Duke’s residence!”
Ian had never seen Oscar so sad. Of course, Ian was in the wrong.
‘Because I was busy planning the wedding.’
After reflecting, Ian finally calmed Oscar down. He explained why he disappeared with Laritte.
Oscar opened his mouth.
“Ring? Balcony…? Did you decide to get married?”
Come to think of it, there was a ring made of twisted small wildflowers on the hands of the Ducal couple.
“Haha, what a cute wedding ring!”
Oscar, who had suddenly relaxed his mood, found a good idea. He was going to have the biggest and most gorgeous wedding in the world. What better place for such a wedding than the Imperial Palace?
“Then, why don’t you get married here? It will be a meaningful time.”
There was the sound from the ministers who complained that the emperor gave the Duke too much preference, collapsing as their blood pressure rose.
“It’s a good idea. Then our wedding will be described in more detail in the history books.”
Suddenly, Ian and Oscar’s rhythm began to match.
“Let’s open the plaza so that many people can see it, just like when the imperial family got married. Wouldn’t it be better to set a date before summer comes?”
“That’s right. It’ll be hard on Laritte when it’s hot.”
Between the two men talking about this and that, Laritte sipped the wine. She didn’t know why it was fun, but they laughed so it should be okay…
The three were in the corner of the banquet hall, so this meant other nobles should not approach them. So, Laritte could see the huge window to her left. The moon was visible through clear glass without a single fingerprint.
The moon was very close today.
She felt like she could see a crater if she added a little lie. The moon would always guard the night sky, and tomorrow the sun would rise tomorrow. And after that, and the next day, she would still be alive here…
With those who love her.
Laritte looked at the moon outside the window and smiled faintly. The window reflected her and the glass of wine she was holding.
“Then, the wedding date is…”
As Ian looked at Laritte, he noticed something strange.
“Laritte, by the way, where did wine come from?”
“I went to the table for a while while you were talking to His Majesty.”
“I mean… How many drinks do you have now? Weren’t you holding the same drink before?”
Besides, she was already slightly drunk earlier.
The scent of the wine touched Oscar’s nose. The Emperor frowned.
“This was prepared for the local nobles who were tired after coming a long way. The alcohol level is strong, so I only drink one cup. Madam, how much did you drink?”
In the middle of the two men’s eyes, she shrugged her little shoulders as if drunk and hiccuped.
“Why are you looking at me like that? I’m not drunk. Continue the conversation.”
Her voice was soft, her appearance was as usual. Moreover, her pronunciation was so good that they almost forgot.
At that time, Laritte asked again.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
That was what she had just said. Ian asked back.
“Laritte?”
“I’m not drunk. Don’t worry and keep talking.”
Laritte… She continued what she had just said. She was obviously drunk. Ian hurriedly wrapped her arms around Laritte’s shoulders. For her sake, he had to leave the banquet hall before there was an accident. She would be embarrassed later!
“I think we should go back to the Duke’s residence.”
Oscar swung his body to hide Laritte from others.
“Yes, I think you should.”
“If that’s the case, I don’t know if Laritte and I will be able to attend the National Founding Day banquet tomorrow.”
“Please come only to the exchange meeting. It’s hard if foreign people notice you because you didn’t come.”
Ian took Laritte and hurriedly opened the huge door of the banquet hall.
“Come on, let’s go.”
“What? Where are we going… Ian, I want to ask you, where are we going now? …Oh, I suddenly wondered, where are we going…”
She was so confused that she couldn’t even tell what was going on. As she made eye contact with the hobby club ladies from afar, Laritte smiled pretty and waved her hand.
The door to the banquet hall closed as the ladies grabbed their pounding hearts.
Ian and Laritte’s carriage went through the darkness to the duke’s residence.
Antony, the driver of the carriage, was a middle-aged male employee who had devoted thirty years of his life to the Duke’s residence. He assisted the Duchy since Ian was still a newborn. Whenever the former Ducal couple went out, Antony wore a stylish fedora and drove a carriage.
He was always proud of himself to be recognized by the Duke.
But now, Antony seemed to be losing his mind.
This was because the chatter inside the carriage could be heard directly from him in the coachman’s seat.
“Are we in the carriage? Are we going back to the Duke’s residence?”
“Yes, we are going back.”
“Ahh. I see …But, are we in a carriage now?”
It was late in the morning hours after the carriage had departed.
Laritte showed no sign of sobering up. Even that wasn’t enough, she was constantly asking the same question once every ten minutes. Meanwhile, Ian didn’t look as painful as Antony. He sat with Laritte in the velvet carriage and faithfully answered her questions.
“You’re right. We’re on our way back to the Duke’s residence.”
“We’re going back…. Oh, we’re in a carriage. Why?”
Ian thought as he looked at Laritte as she sat to his left and wiggled her hands.
Laritte.
Cute.
The questions and answers continued constantly.
Finally, in the distance, he could see the dazzling Duke’s residence. Even at dawn, when the sun was not visible at all, the knights stood guard thoroughly. The knights recognized the carriage and opened the huge iron doors left and right.
Ian noticed that Laritte’s gaze had reached the mansion. She would say something else because she looked elsewhere, not inside the carriage.
When he wondered what his wife was going to say…
Her mouth opened.
“Wow… It is my home.”
The mansion in Laritte’s blue eyes shone like starlight.
Ian, not expecting her words, widened his eyes. He then closed his eyes and smiled. It was a very rare smile, only with Laritte.
“Yes. Laritte, this is your home.”
Laritte fumbled along with Ian. Now, she could proudly say this was where her home was… that would be enough.
Ian and Laritte leaned against each other and clasped each other’s hands.
In the distance, the sun appeared faintly.
The day had come.
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