Chapter 337 - Agatha (35) (1/2)
Duke Grey and his people were still looking for the trespasser and some pieces of evidence against Agatha. However, both had been very slippery. It was hard to locate the unassuming assailant since the person left no trace and could not even be tracked using magic or hounds. As a result, the duke's frown kept getting deeper each day since he really wanted to tear the perpetrator to pieces to get back his lost face.
And the pieces of evidence? The previous coven meeting could have been a good opportunity. Marian even wanted to join in the fun. But a few inexplicable things occurred to the two leads apart from the freezing incident, so the opportunity naturally slipped away.
Both Andre and Marian found it regretful, yet what could be done? The weird events in the manor and the palace made their hands tied. The people they tried to send on their behalf couldn't infiltrate the horse trader's manor due to the forest in front which had turned into a maze leading any trespasser outside.
Basically, all sorts of odd things still happened even though the witchy royal consort was not creating problems for them.
And on top of it all, for three consecutive days, someone kept sending anonymous letters to the Marian. Each letter detailing Adam's movement. In particular, the letters kept narrating Adam's progress in his travel and his approximate date of arrival!
The woman couldn't help but hold her breath each time she received an envelope that mysteriously appeared in her dresser.
It was the same content, albeit the number changed. Yesterday, it said five days to go… And like yesterday, it mysteriously vanished without a trace, sending shivers to her heart that was fearing the unknown sender.
But what really made Marian Obson more fearful was the latest letter. She could be seen frequently staring into the void, looking lost in her thoughts. Her mind was obviously on the news that Adam had journeyed towards Holon for her, to bring her back to Borley. It was a fact she had no choice but to accept after seeing the image sealed in the artifact mysteriously sent to her together with the letter.
'Adam is coming for me…' The words were repeated in her mind.
Feeling like it would be hard for her to fall asleep, she got up. The man beside her stirred in his sleep and half-opened his eyes. Marian felt enchanted for a while, finding her husband very handsome and irresistible under the soft glow of the lamp. The constraint in her chest lightened up a bit due to the fluttering feeling in it, especially when she heard his voice.
”Where are you going?” said the duke in a very sleepy tone.
She hesitated for a but then still smiled and planted a kiss on his left cheek. ”Milord, don't worry. I'll just be heading out a bit to get a glass of water for myself. I found the evening temperature hotter than usual so I am feeling thirsty.”
The male lead grabbed her arm. ”You could have just called the servants. If they can't even fulfill their purpose, what use do we have of them? Just order one to bring what you need here and stay with me.”
She shook her head and then laughed at the childish expression he was sporting. Why wouldn't he even allow her to be apart from him for a while? Didn't he know he just become more adorable in her eyes? She once again shook her head, ”Please go back to sleep, milord. I will be back in a minute.”
The duke no longer held her back, watching her go out. He could hear her talking to the maid standing guard outside the door. His heart felt warm at the thought that she was keeping her voice low to not disturb him any further. Content, he fell back to sleep again.
Time passed and the girl's maid returned with a tray in hand carrying a porcelain water container. The maid had asked this before, but asked again, ”Milady, are you sure you don't want me to brew tea for you? We have received several supreme tea leaves as tribute from new vassal territories and one variety is especially good in calming one's mood and heart.”