Chapter 97: The Unbelievers 4
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Chapter 97: The Unbelievers 4
"Everyone was excited to meet the young duchess," General Lytton said when Lieutenant Fraunces was not able to say a word. The current atmosphere had gone cold and the General must have realized that Rosalind is not going to bend.
He cleared his throat. "Shall we go inside the tent?" General Lytton uttered.
"Of course," Rosalind said without removing her gaze away from the woman. She had a feeling that she had seen the woman in the past but no matter how much she thought about her name, it failed to ring a bell. Perhaps, the woman just looked familiar?
"After you," General Lytton let her inside a large tent. The interior of the tent was as simple as the one on the outside. There were four beds and a long rectangular table with a few chairs. As part of security, the soldiers could not all sleep at the same time so the beds must be for them. She wondered if the woman Lieutenant had her own place. Maybe even the General had a separate tent.
"This belongs to the soldiers. And since we are not planning to stay in this place for so long, we only have one tent. Henrye and I as well as Lieutenant Fraunces sleep in the carriage." General Lytton uttered. "Please " He gestured towards the chair.
In response, she sat down.
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"I would prefer the bitter tea of the north," Rosalind responded. "My maid will make it." She looked at the soldier who was about to brew the tea. "Thank you."
"Did you think we would poison you?" Lieutenant Fraunces uttered, her tone condescending. "There are other ways to kill you. Did you really think we would be that stupid to poison you while you are in our tent?"
"Fraunces "
"On the contrary, I think serving tea is not the job of a soldier." Rosalind interrupted the General who was about to reprimand the woman sitting next to him. "Or do you make your soldiers serve you tea, Lieutenant?"
"And if I do?"
"Isn't that a bit too tacky? Serving tea is something that a servant would do. If you see your soldiers as servants then"
"Stop twisting my words!" the Lieutenant's eyes widened. "The soldiers are my brothers and sisters. I would never see them as a servant."
"That "
"The trip will be in four days. I hope that the General and his men will be at the gates by then."
"Yes. We will be there for you."
"Wonderful," Rosalind smiled as if she did not just establish her very own boundaries in front of the valiant General. To many people, General Lytton was a hero a strong warrior. This alone was enough to intimidate many.
In fact, many people could not even look him in the eyes because of his history and blunt nature. He did not expect that someone like Rosalind who has yet to reach the right age would be fearless enough to call him out on his antics. Hah
"Very well, I believe this conversation is done." Rosalind got up. "There is no need to lead me to the carriage. I know where we left it." Rosalind then marched out of the tent with her maid in tow without even waiting for the General to say another word.
"That " Henrye took a long sigh of relief when Rosalind left. He then looked at the still-frozen General. "That woman "
"Is different." General Lytton uttered. He had met many of the women that the Duke was supposed to marry. But this was the first time that someone acted like that in front of him. He narrowed his eyes before he started laughing. "Isn't she amusing?" he asked as his shoulders shook. His voice must have attracted Lieutenant Fraunces's attention as she walked inside the tent.
"You looked amused." Lieutenant Fraunces hissed.
"Admit it, Francheska, this is the first time that someone made you speechless with nothing but their tongue. Even the ladies before were easily intimidated by your presence. She despite her age is very different."
"Different?" Lieutenant Fraunces snorted. "No matter how different she is still going to die. Just like all of them."
"You cannot be sure about that Fracheska no one knows what the Duke is thinking," Henrye uttered.
"I know what he is thinking! He is thinking that these women were nothing but a hassle. How could they stand next to him as he fought against those demonic forces? Just like everyone else, she would one day die without any trace. We would not even know of her death until the very next day. It was always like that."
General Lytton said nothing. Instead, he continued laughing. There was a reason why he was here, personally escorting Rosalind. And only he knew what that reason was.
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Chapter 97: The Unbelievers 4
"Everyone was excited to meet the young duchess," General Lytton said when Lieutenant Fraunces was not able to say a word. The current atmosphere had gone cold and the General must have realized that Rosalind is not going to bend.
He cleared his throat. "Shall we go inside the tent?" General Lytton uttered.
"Of course," Rosalind said without removing her gaze away from the woman. She had a feeling that she had seen the woman in the past but no matter how much she thought about her name, it failed to ring a bell. Perhaps, the woman just looked familiar?
"After you," General Lytton let her inside a large tent. The interior of the tent was as simple as the one on the outside. There were four beds and a long rectangular table with a few chairs. As part of security, the soldiers could not all sleep at the same time so the beds must be for them. She wondered if the woman Lieutenant had her own place. Maybe even the General had a separate tent.
"This belongs to the soldiers. And since we are not planning to stay in this place for so long, we only have one tent. Henrye and I as well as Lieutenant Fraunces sleep in the carriage." General Lytton uttered. "Please " He gestured towards the chair.
In response, she sat down.
"Do you want some tea?" New novel chapters are published on
"I would prefer the bitter tea of the north," Rosalind responded. "My maid will make it." She looked at the soldier who was about to brew the tea. "Thank you."
"Did you think we would poison you?" Lieutenant Fraunces uttered, her tone condescending. "There are other ways to kill you. Did you really think we would be that stupid to poison you while you are in our tent?"
"Fraunces "
"On the contrary, I think serving tea is not the job of a soldier." Rosalind interrupted the General who was about to reprimand the woman sitting next to him. "Or do you make your soldiers serve you tea, Lieutenant?"
"And if I do?"
"Isn't that a bit too tacky? Serving tea is something that a servant would do. If you see your soldiers as servants then"
"Stop twisting my words!" the Lieutenant's eyes widened. "The soldiers are my brothers and sisters. I would never see them as a servant."
"That "
"The trip will be in four days. I hope that the General and his men will be at the gates by then."
"Yes. We will be there for you."
"Wonderful," Rosalind smiled as if she did not just establish her very own boundaries in front of the valiant General. To many people, General Lytton was a hero a strong warrior. This alone was enough to intimidate many.
In fact, many people could not even look him in the eyes because of his history and blunt nature. He did not expect that someone like Rosalind who has yet to reach the right age would be fearless enough to call him out on his antics. Hah
"Very well, I believe this conversation is done." Rosalind got up. "There is no need to lead me to the carriage. I know where we left it." Rosalind then marched out of the tent with her maid in tow without even waiting for the General to say another word.
"That " Henrye took a long sigh of relief when Rosalind left. He then looked at the still-frozen General. "That woman "
"Is different." General Lytton uttered. He had met many of the women that the Duke was supposed to marry. But this was the first time that someone acted like that in front of him. He narrowed his eyes before he started laughing. "Isn't she amusing?" he asked as his shoulders shook. His voice must have attracted Lieutenant Fraunces's attention as she walked inside the tent.
"You looked amused." Lieutenant Fraunces hissed.
"Admit it, Francheska, this is the first time that someone made you speechless with nothing but their tongue. Even the ladies before were easily intimidated by your presence. She despite her age is very different."
"Different?" Lieutenant Fraunces snorted. "No matter how different she is still going to die. Just like all of them."
"You cannot be sure about that Fracheska no one knows what the Duke is thinking," Henrye uttered.
"I know what he is thinking! He is thinking that these women were nothing but a hassle. How could they stand next to him as he fought against those demonic forces? Just like everyone else, she would one day die without any trace. We would not even know of her death until the very next day. It was always like that."
General Lytton said nothing. Instead, he continued laughing. There was a reason why he was here, personally escorting Rosalind. And only he knew what that reason was.
Chapter 97: The Unbelievers 4"Everyone was excited to meet the young duchess," General Lytton said when Lieutenant Fraunces was not able to say a word. The current atmosphere had gone cold and the General must have realized that Rosalind is not going to bend. He cleared his throat. "Shall we go inside the tent?" General Lytton uttered. "Of course," Rosalind said without removing her gaze away from the woman. She had a feeling that she had seen the woman in the past but no matter how much she thought about her name, it failed to ring a bell. Perhaps, the woman just looked familiar? "After you," General Lytton let her inside a large tent. The interior of the tent was as simple as the one on the outside. There were four beds and a long rectangular table with a few chairs. As part of security, the soldiers could not all sleep at the same time so the beds must be for them. She wondered if the woman Lieutenant had her own place. Maybe even the General had a separate tent. "This belongs to the soldiers. And since we are not planning to stay in this place for so long, we only have one tent. Henrye and I as well as Lieutenant Fraunces sleep in the carriage." General Lytton uttered. "Please " He gestured towards the chair. In response, she sat down. "Do you want some tea?" New novel chapters are published on"I would prefer the bitter tea of the north," Rosalind responded. "My maid will make it." She looked at the soldier who was about to brew the tea. "Thank you." "Did you think we would poison you?" Lieutenant Fraunces uttered, her tone condescending. "There are other ways to kill you. Did you really think we would be that stupid to poison you while you are in our tent?" "Fraunces " "On the contrary, I think serving tea is not the job of a soldier." Rosalind interrupted the General who was about to reprimand the woman sitting next to him. "Or do you make your soldiers serve you tea, Lieutenant?" "And if I do?" "Isn't that a bit too tacky? Serving tea is something that a servant would do. If you see your soldiers as servants then" "Stop twisting my words!" the Lieutenant's eyes widened. "The soldiers are my brothers and sisters. I would never see them as a servant." "That " "The trip will be in four days. I hope that the General and his men will be at the gates by then." "Yes. We will be there for you." "Wonderful," Rosalind smiled as if she did not just establish her very own boundaries in front of the valiant General. To many people, General Lytton was a hero a strong warrior. This alone was enough to intimidate many. In fact, many people could not even look him in the eyes because of his history and blunt nature. He did not expect that someone like Rosalind who has yet to reach the right age would be fearless enough to call him out on his antics. Hah "Very well, I believe this conversation is done." Rosalind got up. "There is no need to lead me to the carriage. I know where we left it." Rosalind then marched out of the tent with her maid in tow without even waiting for the General to say another word. "That " Henrye took a long sigh of relief when Rosalind left. He then looked at the still-frozen General. "That woman " "Is different." General Lytton uttered. He had met many of the women that the Duke was supposed to marry. But this was the first time that someone acted like that in front of him. He narrowed his eyes before he started laughing. "Isn't she amusing?" he asked as his shoulders shook. His voice must have attracted Lieutenant Fraunces's attention as she walked inside the tent. "You looked amused." Lieutenant Fraunces hissed. "Admit it, Francheska, this is the first time that someone made you speechless with nothing but their tongue. Even the ladies before were easily intimidated by your presence. She despite her age is very different." "Different?" Lieutenant Fraunces snorted. "No matter how different she is still going to die. Just like all of them." "You cannot be sure about that Fracheska no one knows what the Duke is thinking," Henrye uttered. "I know what he is thinking! He is thinking that these women were nothing but a hassle. How could they stand next to him as he fought against those demonic forces? Just like everyone else, she would one day die without any trace. We would not even know of her death until the very next day. It was always like that." General Lytton said nothing. Instead, he continued laughing. There was a reason why he was here, personally escorting Rosalind. And only he knew what that reason was.
