Chapter 49
Chapter 49
“Terrance, you are the Duke’s assistant.”
Her voice that called out his name brought Terrance to his senses.
“Yes, that’s right. I may have not been adequate, yet I try my best to aid the Duke in every manner possible.”
“It’s an incredibly important position.”
“I am always grateful to the Lord who entrusted me with this prominent position.”
“But why didn’t you attend our wedding?”
A momentary sense of surprise had stunned Terrance speechless.
“It might have just been my misunderstanding, but I didn’t see Terrance at all. I wish I had, though. Were you busy, then?”
“That’s…”
“I told him not to come.”
“What?”
Molitia’s mouth gaped in silence. As she directed her gaze towards Raven, Terrance bit his lips tightly in response.
‘That’s too brief, My Lord!’
He did not want to cause a rift in his master’s relationship. Therefore, Terrance quickly opened his mouth and spoke as loud as he could.
“Indeed, we did not receive the honor of attending My Lady’s one and only wedding from the Duke.”
“Why?”
“…because we are commoners. Even though we are now his knights, the fact that we are commoners remains unchanged.”
Terrance replied with a grim look on his face. He felt guilty towards the new Duchess who seemed to be in distress.
As a matter of fact, it was already a special honor for him to directly sit face to face like the present moment. With his Lord’s special consideration, he was able to stand alongside nobility. It was definitely something that no ordinary aristocrats would ever permit.
Terrance then immediately prepared himself to pull his chair back in order for him to stand easily. If the Duchess, who was a natural-born aristocrat, were to show any signs of discomfort, he would straight away leave his seat.
“That doesn’t matter at all. I do hope you will participate in the next big event of the Duke’s.”
Startled by Molitia’s surprising words, Terrance lifted his head. It was the same for Lyndon, who had been calmly observing the situation from the sideline.
“But, Madame!”
“Terrance and Lyndon, you are our precious knights. Wouldn’t your oath to the Duke fade away the moment it was divided into statuses?”
Molitia gave a little smile. It was easily noticeable that their bond was far more than just a superficial relationship between a lord and his knights, when they were together with Raven.
The knights were the Duke’s another force to be reckoned with. That was why Molitia wouldn’t want the power to crumble down just because of her.
“I do hope that you don’t feel too pressured in visiting again. And of course, you don’t have to push yourself too hard.”
“…thank you very much for your heartfelt consideration.”
A slight quiver could be heard in Terrance’s response. It was actually a rare sight for him as he had always maintained his rational attitude in order to not be a nuisance to his Lord.
“I am also now a member of the Duke of Linerio. Please, continue your hard work, if not, harder in order to serve the Duke.”
Terrance immediately rectified his assessment of the Lady in his head. That was absolutely fine with him. In fact, he believed that he could survive his eccentric and horrifying master.
Raven kept his stare towards her. He was slightly surprised by this newly found aspect of Molitia. He didn’t have them accompany him with this in mind nevertheless, it was a great opportunity for him to know his wife better.
He had only thought of her as a person who was constantly blushing. A stealthily smile could be found at the corner of Raven’s lips.
“I wouldn’t want My Lady to be too considerate of us. Please let me know if there’s anything uncomfortable for you.”
“Yes, I will.”
The dining hall’s door opened just after Molitia had ended her words. The array of food on the tray was more than enough to attract everyone’s attention in an instant.
The number of food was more than the number of people that were present. However, the amount of food on the plates had quickly disappeared.
Raven was a glutton as expected, but his two aides were formidable as well. Raven was eating in a polite manner nonetheless, both of his hands and mouth were working without rest.
As the dishes were emptied in an instant, the servants got busy rather quickly. Even though some of the newcomers were puzzled by it, the experienced veterans filled in the gap easily.
They placed another platter on the recently tidied table. Sweet and sour juice, accompanied by the meringue cookies, which she baked earlier.
“Wow…….”