When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 27

Ian had ridden a horse across the street to find Laritte.

But when he reached the gate, her carriage had already left the capital.

“How long has it been since the wagon of Count Brumayer had passed this area?”

A guard at the southern door recognized Ian and hurried to search through the entry and exit documents. A cursive handwriting grazing on the old clumps of the papers was seen.

“15…..It’s been 15 minutes, sire!”
“Thank you.”

They wouldn’t have gone that far.

Since the path outside the capital was dark, Ian borrowed a lamp from the gate before galloping away on his horse.

It was still early spring and the night breeze wasn’t much comforting. It bit his skin. His cheeks were getting red under the fierce fangs of the wind.

If it wasn’t Ian, he wouldn’t be able to endure it.

He continued combing through the various paths.

Riding a horse at night with a single source of light in one’s hand could be very dangerous.

Something in him once asked why he wanted to give up his life like this.

But all he could think about now was that he needed to find Laritte.

His outstanding horse-riding skills shone in the dark.

“Huff….”

He could faintly hear the sound of wheels scratching on the stony path somewhere in the distance.

Ian soon blocked the way by turning his horse right in front of it.

The horse that was leading the carriage neighed loudly at the sudden hindrance before coming to a stop.

The horse was scared. If it was trained well, he could have moved according to its master’s instructions, but Count Brumayer was too ignorant.

The driver of the carriage got furious.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you!”

Even when he slashed the reins on the horse’s back, it was static at its place.

Cursing under his breath, his gaze moved on to the man who stood in front of him.

“What do you think you’re doing in front of the Earl’s wagon?!”

Because of the darkness, he could only make out the silhouette of his opponent.

“……This is the wagon of Count Brumayer?”
“Well, it is! Don’t you know? Can’t you see the crest of the red bird? Come on, get out of our way!”

Ian jumped down from his horse and walked to the carriage. It was not long before he appeared under the light of the carriage.

His gold orbs were dangerously glistening over his dark skin. It could not have been more frightening than a lion appearing in the middle of a mountainous road. A stance intimidating enough to make shivers run down in one’s spine.

gasped and uttered without

it’s the

behind the

Laritte was there.

boiling up in him like lava. A thought occurred to him that they would have treated Laritte in

even a single person had treated her well, the situation

said, approaching the carriage.

“Get lost…..Right now.”

their life, even when he didn’t take

off their seats and ran off, and got dissolved into the darkness without even thinking

faint light of the moon, guiding them to nowhere. Still, they continued to run even when they stumbled quite a few times along their

they disappeared, Ian walked to the rear of the

the carriage to be of a very

a carriage like

the handle, but it

it.” He murmured a

just wanted to see his wife. Why were

sword out of its sheath and situated it in the

who would waste their energy in this way

the

the weak figure of

shining in the dress he gave her was nowhere to be found and instead, she was wearing a

in the corner, she looked like a herbivore being driven

eyes widened as they spotted Ian’s

called out to her.

“Laritte!!”

relief and resentment, which she had finally recovered from, passed through

She gasped out.

“…..Ian?”

a few hours ago that she came to

ground. But the anger did not leave him.

were you going

it never came. So, Ian gave up, shifting his eyes back to

her ocean blue eyes shining with tears. It wasn’t long before they spilled out, flowing

“…….”

down her lips, only cried with a

it contained desperation, the pain in her finally melting

largest emotional change

called her with her name. Her own

but

to

her as the Duchess?

somehow saddened

“Why…..”

murmured, weakly blinking at

you yelling

she didn’t know she

Redra – thought that Rose was going to be the Duchess. Even when she knew Laritte was her

in

considered ominous to be a bride for an aristocrat.

that Ian had come to