Chapter 6
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"It's clean."
The atmosphere in Duke Carlisle's office was rather grim.
"There were no suspicious points."
Duke Carlisle, who was listening to the knight's report, signed the last page of the approval documents he was holding.
With this, the work that had to be done in the capital was roughly finished.
"Is that all?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Elliot, the Duke's secretary, quickly nodded.
"There is nothing urgent to deal with for the time being."
The Duke's residence had been as busy as if a typhoon had struck all morning.
This was because their master had suddenly declared that he would finish all the work he had to do in the capital today.
No one dared to disobey Duke Carlisle, who had decided to do so.
The Duke's secretaries spent half the day frantically reviewing contracts and greeting guests.
It was amazing how it was possible, but anyway, after finishing all the schedules, the Duke's residence became as calm as the sky after a typhoon had passed.
"Yes, that Marquess Guinness's son? The one engaged to Princess Priscilla. He was completely out of his mind and almost crawled out. It seems that Miss..."
Of course, Lennox forgot the Count's insignificant name as soon as he heard it.
If Juliet had used Illusion magic butterflies in front of people, it would have been understandable.
His only concern right now was one thing.
Contrary to the promise, Juliet had not returned to the mansion until well past lunchtime.
"Miss Juliet said she will dress up at the Count's residence and go straight to the Imperial Palace banquet hall in the evening."
"Okay."
Jude, who had gone to pick up Juliet, reported.
The residence of Juliet's parents, the Mona de Count's family, remained in the capital.
Lennox was not worried that Juliet would suddenly run away or anything like that.
The guards attached to her were the elite of the Duke's royal guard.
"Clean, you say."
Lennox murmured slowly, touching the mail on the table.
They were invitations that had come to Juliet, not him.
Of course, Juliet had not even opened them, so the seals were intact.
On the surface, Lennox Carlisle was no different from usual.
He had harshly driven his vassals to complete all the work on time, and he also seemed not to care that his lover, who had gone out alone, had not returned yet.
That's how it seemed on the surface.
However, Duke Carlisle's mood was quite sharp.
Well-shaped fingers tapped lightly on the table.
So, you're going to play it like this?
The secretary, Elliot, held his breath without realizing it and watched Duke Carlisle's mood.
Only the clueless Jude Hayon was still chattering excitedly, unaware of the atmosphere.
"He was a young man in his late twenties. I was already uneasy, so I was going to tell Miss Juliet when she visited the Count's residence. But Miss Monad doesn't come back often, so I haven't been able to tell her yet."
Elliot desperately tried to remember, but failed. Suddenly, a low voice called him.
"Elliot."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Release the wolves."
'Wolves' was a code word for the elite knights under Duke Carlisle.
Elliot bowed his head, hoping that nothing would happen.
"...As you command."
Juliet, who had taken a short break at home after a long time, changed her clothes and slowly went out to the city.
The avenue of poplar trees, lined with luxury clothing stores, was crowded with carriages because of the New Year's ball in the evening.
Juliet strolled leisurely through the streets among the servants who were picking up the shoes and dresses she had reserved.
It was iced tea with ice.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The landlady thought it was a strange taste in this cold weather.
Even after bringing the drink, the landlady cast curious glances through the window.
Juliet had never introduced herself, but the landlady already knew her name and status.
Forgotten Juliet
