“I always feel it, but the mistress seems to get along with the servants quite casually. What lady in the world would follow a water cart like that, loaded onto a baggage cart?”

“That’s not possible.”

It was half a joke, but Clad replied very coldly. There had always been a sense of dissatisfaction with him.

To ventilate the atmosphere, Lanslet playfully poked Clad’s arm.

The procession moving away, leaning against the window, annoyed Clad.

“You were like that too, Clad, at one point. We used to fight like commoners only when we came here. Those were fun times.”
“Did you come for a trip down memory lane?”

“Touchy, aren’t you. You haven’t been like this for a while. Did you fight?”

At the mention of fighting, Clad smirked.

You need something worth fighting for.

Every time he hears rumors about how good the married life is every day, he loses the will to fight when he has a wife who says it doesn’t matter because it’s good enough as it is and fights.

But now, due to the overly familiar and comfortable nights, he no longer asks himself how contemptible and disappointing he is….

Clad nervously ran his fingers through his hair.

“We fought.”

“We did. Even though I earnestly begged you to stop, I thought you’d never listen. Isn’t your paranoia enough with Eddie? You don’t need to watch over me as if you’re monitoring when my wife goes to the church. I’m just going to check on my family’s grave.”

With Lanslet’s voice, which was speaking like a tree, the room fell into a deep silence.

“What?”

Seeing Clad’s expression, as if he had been slapped in the face, Lanslet realized he had made a mistake.

“Your Highness, did you summon me?”

“Where is Louise Pelies?”

“!”

“Let me be precise. My eighth wife, who died without me seeing her face once.”

Clad glimpsed Gustaf’s face reflected in the closed window.

The pale-faced butler was staring blankly at his back.

“I’m not sure if I’m your master. Do I have to let this go too?”

“W-Well.”

‘You’ve started working little by little lately, so I thought you knew.’

‘While you were working for me, going around this shabby town, you started visiting the church frequently, and there, you saw two graves you hadn’t seen before.’
‘One was Louise Pelies, your eighth wife and the current wife’s sister.’
‘Next to her was Oliver. They were buried side by side.’

As Gustaf became more flustered, Clad’s mood sank underground.

“How did you hide such a thing?”

‘I didn’t know.’

When Clad first heard that, he wasn’t angry, but very surprised.

‘It must have been hard for you to say.’
‘Everyone probably knows that you don’t want anything related to death associated with this mansion.’

With what heart did she hide the truth from him and go to see her sister?

The next day.

Yuan, who had followed the procession as usual, was surprised at the absurd news.

“What did you say?”

“I was surprised too. What’s this all of a sudden? Yesterday, just the two of us novice priests were staying in the church to pray, and then some important people came and said they would bury us in a nice place.”

“No matter what, how……”

Last night.
Someone dug up Louise’s grave and moved it to another place.

Yuan was so shocked that he stood there, staring blankly at Louise’s remains placed among other people’s remains.

“If that priest comes out, I’ll ask again. This is… Still, if it’s a family who took her away, and your wife brought her in as an unidentified body, took care of her, wouldn’t that be fortunate?”

When, out of Gustaf’s consideration, they entrusted her sister to this chapel and conducted a simple funeral.

Yuan circled around the question of who the deceased was, saying that he had found the corpse of a woman who had been brought in on the day he first came to the mansion.

Refraining from stating that Louise was her sister in a place where her status was obviously known, fearing that the Count de Compani would come someday and burn her at the stake.

The senior priest, unaware of Yuan’s circumstances, was smiling kindly.

“Who, or rather, which way did she go?”

“It was north, but…”

“When the apprentice priest wakes up, please let me know.”

“Madam, why are you doing this?”

Yuan conveyed to Monica, who had come to take her, that he wanted to pray more and asked her to return first.

Insisting that if it got late, he would call a cart from a nearby village.

Yuan, following the belated testimony of the apprentice priest, began to search for her sister.

She was not in her right mind.

Madam has not returned to the mansion.

That one statement caused a great stir.

Since Yuan did not return to the mansion until just before sunset, the servants began to approach the butler Gustaf, asking for help.

“Did Madam call for a cart from the village?”

“She hasn’t even gone do
Unlike other mansions, this mansion doesn’t have colorful bricks, so without illuminating the surroundings with fire, even skilled carriage drivers would find it difficult to locate this mansion.

“Hey, hey, Mr. Mayer is coming!”

“That kid is unbelievably slow!”

In the end, Kitchen Manager Ralph, unable to overcome his anxiety, ran out to the front door.

As soon as the day completely darkened, everyone had to go to their rooms without exception, following the rules of the mansion. Therefore, only a few servants, still trembling, followed Ralph’s lead.

Mr. Mayer, who had personally driven the cart, had a dark expression.

“Madam borrowed the cart.”

“Did she get lost? Shouldn’t we all go out with torches and search for her?”

Kitchen Manager Ralph grumbled and fussed.

He seemed ready to snatch the torches from the guards outside.

“The cart didn’t head towards the mansion.”

Upon Mr. Mayer’s words, the faces of the gathered servants froze stiff.