When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Prologue.

“You will marry the duke, Laritte Brumayer.”

The older man had adopted a habit of the previous head of the house, tapping on his desk with his finely crafted quill as he spoke. Laritte stared at the gloved hand holding the quill.

Memories from her childhood rushed to her head, for Laritte feared those white gloves. Any mistake she made resulted in a beating.

“Are you listening to me?”

“Of course, father.”

She replied to the Count in a clear, meek tone with no hint of malice. Her half-sister, Rose, stood behind the Count and observed the situation.

She burst into a fit of laughter.

“Did  you ever dare to dream that you’d become the duchess? You’re an illegitimate child… be grateful to father.”

Laritte, who’d only been watching the Count’s hand, finally looked up. Her strange yet sparkling blue eyes stared at Rose.

Rose hated those eyes. Those eyes were of a color that did not belong to the Brumayer family, and yet they felt so piercing.

‘Laritte will answer obediently, as she always has.’

That was the type of person this illegitimate child was. No matter what Rose did, in the end, Laritte would always respond obediently. She was like a straw doll with no choice but to remain in its house, even if that meant it would be torn and broken by its cruel owners.

But this time, Laritte reacted differently and retorted in a clear yet soft tone,

“Of course. Thank you, father. The Duke I will marry has been robbed of all his wealth, accused of treason, and has died on the battlefield. How can I dare to be devastated about my marriage to such a ghost Duke?”

For the first time, the doll rebelled against its owners.

Rose’s eyes widened, expression panicked. Laritte laughed at her.

‘Are you shocked?’

They really believed she’d continue to act stupid though she no longer had any obligation to be obedient to this family.

This was it. Laritte Brumayer’s life would soon end. Because, just as they said, her marriage was a lost cause.

Rose, who was a year older than Laritte, was originally marrying the Duke.

mother was the Countess and Rose was the beloved daughter of the Brumayer family. She fell in love with

that time, Duke Reinhardt

woman before his marriage. But Rose was sure she could melt his heart with her

night to fulfill their daughter’s request, and at last the

was

preparing to come home from the war. Rose had only

This wasn’t the end.

butler brought forth evidence of

huge sum of money from the marriage contract. Count Brumayer wished to expand his

send a bride. But the household couldn’t let

would be getting married

unknown mother and was neglected by the Count. Laritte spent her

Instead, she would spend the rest of her life alone with a

glad that the bastard child she had seen as a speck of dirt would be

to hit Laritte who spoke

tone with

by the furious Rose, Laritte’s cheek turned red. However, no

the beginning, the option to ‘hit Laritte’ had always been there for her family. Although there were words

It was then–

had lived under the Count obediently for seventeen years, had done another unexpected

hand before striking Rose right

“Ack!”

the lowly one here. It has always been you who hits people

her. Marrying a ghost of a Duke meant death. It meant being kicked out of this house with nothing. Laritte was sure this family

“You are absolutely insane!”

clothes before the Count jumped out of his seat. He grabbed at Laritte’s

to sleep under,

“Kyaa!”

carpet and

wench until she’s

fury, unable to control her breathing. Laritte bit the

“Aak!!”

ike dog swit no mwar! (I won’t let anyone treat me like dog shit

strength into

off of him with an

 She spit it out as she glared at him with a blue glow in her eyes.