Chapter 141: Bandits 9

Chapter 141: Bandits 9

"Your Grace, where were you!?" Fraunces could not help but asked when she opened the door to Rosalind's room. There, sitting and enjoying his tea, was the man that she had been looking for since earlier.

"I have been here, enjoying my tea," the Duke answered.

"I have been knocking on your door," Fraunces said. "I I did not expect you to come to Miss Rosie's room."

"Do I owe you an explanation, Dame Fraunces?"

"That I " Flustered, Fraunces cleared her throat. "I apologize, it's just that we received a letter from the Duke of Lonyth's son, Clinton Moller. He is coming and he wants to meet you." Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

"When?"

"He said he was already on his way I just your Grace might not be aware of this, but "

"You may go ahead, Dame Fraunces." Duke Lucas said. "I will be accompanying Miss Rosie for the rest of the journey."

"What?" Fraunces did not know what to say. "What are you "

"Do not make me repeat my words, Dame Fraunces. Please prepare a small welcome party and wait for them at the gates of Toorin. Take him to see me in my room once he arrives."

"But your Grace, that man is here to look for trouble! By now, he must be aware that you are here to meet us. He must have already known that I am someone working for you."

"I am well aware, Dame Fraunces. I know what happened. You are needed in the North and must go directly to your father."

Fraunces looked like she had swallowed some lemons. She immediately glared at Rosie before leaving the room without saying another word.

"Must you be so mean?" Rosalind asked. She was sitting opposite the Duke.

"Mean?"

Not long after, Rosalind told Tabatha that she was going to rest and to not let anyone inside her room. She had been spending a lot of time sleeping in the carriage, she had seemed to forget what it felt like to sleep in a decent bed.

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"I always hated the smell of the bitter tea," Clinton Moller said when the Duke asked him if he wanted a cup of tea. "I prefer something sweeter."

"Denys give him water," Duke Lucas said before he crossed his legs and smiled at the younger man.

"You "

"I know that the Lonyth Kingdom would send an envoy after knowing that I am here, but I did not expect that they would send the Duke's son himself. Are they not afraid that the Duke would lose his one and only heir?" Duke Lucas smiled, his voice calm, his lips lifted into a smirk.

"Are you threatening me, your Grace?"

"I don't threaten someone, young Moller and by now, you should already know this side of me. Ah now that we are already on the topic of threatening each other, I heard that the old Moller, your father, is currently not feeling well. Is that the truth?"

"He is doing very well. Thank you very much for the Duke's concern, but I am not here to talk about the current problems between the two kingdoms."

"Oh?"

"I am here to ask you to give me the sorcerer."

"Sorcerer?" the Duke lifted an eyebrow. "I do not understand what the young Moller is talking about.

"Huh there is no use in doing something so pointless as to deny it. Someone attacked me and my men in Nanorvik. I am quite certain that it was a sorcerer. I have brought a stone to determine which one of your people has worshiped the Dark Lord! Please bring them to me before I decide to escalate the issue."

Duke Lucas only smiled in response.

"As I said," Clinton said. "I hope that there is no need to escalate the matter. Bring me the sorcerer and I am leaving with my people. If not, let us check all of the people that you have met today. We want to see if one of them harnessed the power of the Dark Lord."