After I Died, My Husband Went Mad - Chapter 135
While Dehart was making his way to the valley with a pounding heart, preparations for the banquet were underway at Hillend Hall in the North.
Silas was waiting with Nathan in the West Wing for Flora. She had promised to give them a tour of Hillend Hall today.
Silas took a sip of tea and then put his cup down. Once again, the northern people’s taste didn’t suit him. He grabbed a biscuit from the table to distract himself.
It wasn’t long before Flora entered the sitting room, dressed elegantly. The two men immediately stood up to greet her.
“You look as beautiful as ever today, Lady Flora.”
“You truly deserve to be called the flower of the North.”
“Such praise this early in the morning, I fear you may make me too proud.”
Flora lowered her head slightly, as if embarrassed. But her eyes sparkled with pride, as if it was only natural. Silas smiled to himself and offered his arm.
“Shall we go then?”
“Hehe, today, you’ll truly understand how beautiful Hillend Hall is.”
Flora said proudly, gesturing to her maid, who was holding an umbrella, to follow her. The three of them, with Flora in the middle, walked out of the mansion.
They could hear the whispers of the people, but Flora paid them no mind. Now that Sebelia, her rival, was dead and her parents would soon be free, the two men were nothing more than prominent nobles from the central region to her.
For the sake of Inverness, I must treat them accordingly. What do they think I am, really?
Additionally, Marquis of Wheddon, claiming that he did not believe the malicious rumors about Lord Lash, apologized on behalf of his foolish son and presented her with a large ruby-encrusted bracelet.
Hmm.
Thinking about the bracelet lifted her spirits. Flora, unconcerned with the looks of others, led the two men through the mansion.
“You must have already seen most of the annexes. Today, I’ll take you to a place you can only visit with me.”
“I’ve heard several times that Hillend Hall’s hunting grounds are on par with the imperial ones.”
“Oh, but those barren lands can’t compare to this.”
The two men indulged Flora’s vanity as they toured Hillend Hall. Finally, Silas’ eyes landed on the Inverness tombs, which he had been eagerly anticipating.
“That’s it.”
“Now that I think about it, from where you’re staying, the tombs are in full view. It’s strange, I wonder why grandfather would give guests such a place.”
“No, I am grateful to the Marquis of Limms. The lords of Inverness have always protected the empire with great strength, haven’t they?”
Silas let out a sigh, as if disappointed, and continued speaking.
“It’s a shame we can’t see it up close. The final moments of such legendary figures with immense power should be witnessed by the people, so they can honor them with proper respect.”
“My, I didn’t know there was someone who shared my thoughts.”
Flora widened her eyes in surprise and glanced at Silas. Her cheeks flushed with pride. She walked toward the tombs, pulling on his arm as if pleased.
“Good. It’s perfect timing. Once it’s known that the Marquis of Wheddon is praying for the late Duke, everyone will be deeply moved by his noble intentions.”
“If that happens, I will be more than pleased. If possible, I would like to offer prayers while staying here.”
“Of course, it should be possible!”
Flora responded cheerfully. At that moment, a sinister smile, like that of a snake, appeared briefly on Silas’ face before vanishing.
The day to dig through the wet, filthy soil of the North and open the heavy coffin lid was drawing near.
‘I suppose it’s time to catch the runaway daughter.’
As Silas thought about the names of well-known newspapers, a gleam of pleasure sparkled in his blue eyes.
* * *
“Meow.”
A cute mewing sound broke the cold silence. Sebelia held Maya, who was rubbing her body against her ankle, in her arms, quietly staring at Claude.
The once trembling blue eyes, full of confusion about Dehart, had turned as cold as ice.
“……”
Claude felt the weight of Sebelia’s gaze without saying a word.
I wasn’t planning on revealing this like this.
To be honest, he hadn’t planned on telling her anything until she left the lab. Claude stood in the same spot where he had seen Dehart off, avoiding Sebelia’s gaze, and sighed as if he had no other choice.
He gestured to the inside as he closed the door.
“Let’s go inside and talk.”
“……”
“I’ll tell you everything from the beginning.”
Sebelia finally took a cautious step forward. It was understandable that she would be on guard. Unlike Sebelia, Claude wasn’t surprised when he saw her using illusion magic.
By now, she must be thinking this is strange.
Claude smiled wryly. What should he do? He thought as he looked at Sebelia sitting across from him.
At this point, it might be better to just reveal everything he had been hiding.
