Chapter 82

Getaway (6)

“The lady…”

The Marquis rose from his seat as soon as he heard it. The servant was panting from the temple. He grabbed him by the collar, gasping and speechless.

“What do you mean?”

The servant could not swallow his saliva, he stuttered at the appearance of the Marquis Wenson interrogating him with a wicked face.

“T-the lady is gone!”

When the heavy words fell into the hall, everyone thought. The marquis shook the servant and told him to explain the situation properly.

The servant said that the escort knight ran away.

“When I grabbed the temple people and asked… He had been looking for Lady Lyria for four hours!”

If so, it meant that it had been more than four hours since Lyria was lost. The marquis let go of the servant’s collar and looked back at the butler.

“Bring all the soldiers! We must find Lyria!”

The servant weighed in on the kidnapping, but the marquis had different ideas. It was Lyria, who was broken up by the crown prince because she had a lover.

Don’t tell me that she’s been to the temple often…

It makes sense if she ran away with the lover in the temple.

The Marquis heard about Lyria’s outfit from the butler and went outside. Dozens of knights were following him.

* * *

News of Lyria’s disappearance spread throughout the capital faster than expected. It was not because the servant of the Marquis of Wenson shouted that the lady had disappeared. It was because Lyria sent a letter to Adelia Estate, addressed to Rowena.

The letter clearly said it would be sent to Rowena, but Paul Adelia, like the Marquis of Wenson, freely opened the letter from Lyria.

The letter said that Lyria ran away because she met a merchant.

Paul, who usually felt disgusted by the Marquis of Wenson, informed his servants and maids of this fact. He was afraid of the Marquis of Wenson if he ever spread the rumor openly, so he went through his subordinates.

Count Adelia’s employees told this surprising fact outside. It was all as Lyria and Rowena had planned.

The Marquis of Wenson, who belatedly stormed into Adelia Estate and got a letter from Lyria, tore it up in anger.

He wanted Anna, who was apparently involved in this and put money on the neck of the merchant who was believed to have fled with Lyria.

He also sent a request to the mercenary guild to bring his daughter, Lyria, alive.

“How can you insult my family like this? Lyria! I will never forgive you!”

The Marquis of Wenson was furious.

* * *

“…This is the wanted paper.”

The official held out three sheets of paper while looking at the crown prince. He knew Lyria’s face, so he pushed it aside, and he looked at the other two.

One was the maid of Lyria and the other was the man who ran away with her.

It was a face that the gatekeeper guarding the southern gate remembered. Looking at the face of a handsome man with dark brown hair and blue eyes reminded him of someone.

“Lancelot…”

Lancelot was told that at Rowena’s command, he and Pina went to a nearby small town to get something. Coincidentally, it was the same date as the day Lady Wenson fled.

Was this what Rowena was hiding?

It’s not a big deal. Cecil, however, was displeased that Rowena eventually failed to trust him. He didn’t know her for a long time, but he thought it was an act that showed trust.

Is my behavior lacking, or is she not open to me?

Either way, it was unpleasant.

His favor as a crown prince was an essential power in the political world and for the royal family. She had no other power. Cecil was therefore not going to let Rowena do anything that would expose her to any danger.

But he was very disappointed and bitter, so he didn’t know what to do about this.

If it had been before, he would have repaid this disappointment many times if it had been someone else.

For Rowena…

He couldn’t do that.

Did I say that the person who fell in love first was weak?

Cecil thought his feelings seemed bigger than hers, but he didn’t know it would be like this.

“…It’s not like they were kidnapped. I can’t meddle in the fact that she ran away with a guy she likes. If the marquis asks for cooperation, give them instructions and pretend to do just enough.”

“All right, Your Highness.”

* * *

Rowena was expecting that Cecil would be angry. She thought he’d be angry that she didn’t tell him. But the anger was felt, not directly on his face.

I’d rather you’d be angry out loud.

When there was a maid or servant, they wore a ceremonial smile, but when they were away, they turned their heads with gloomy faces.

At the same time, they ate together and slept in the same bed. Of course, he turned his back and did not touch Rowena’s body.

I didn’t expect this.