Rosie's Games

Chapter 144: Comfortable Bed 3

"Sleeping?" Fraunces's face turned ugly when she heard that Rosie decided to sleep after all that commotion. "Are you certain she went back to sleep?"

"Yes, Miss."

"What about the Duke?"

"He is still talking to Mr. Moller."

"Hmm. Do not let the Duke know. Let that woman sleep on her own. As for you, prepare the carriage. We are leaving any time now."

"But the Duke and sir Denys did not tell us anything."

"They will. And once they do, they will never wait for someone!"

...

Moller Estate

South of Lonyth

"I heard he already left," Duke Moller smirked at the older man sitting in front of him. This man was Baron Teri, one of his allies. The smell of alcohol was thick in the air, and the sound of the nearby fireplace made the room even cozier than it already was.

Baron Teri poured the Duke some wine before pouring his own drink.

"The man must be desperate to feed our soldiers to the beasts," Baron Teri snorted. "As always, the Duke is very wise to avoid seeing him."

"Even if he grovels and begs, I would not send more soldiers to Wugari."

"What about the beast tide that he was talking about?"

"A beast tide?" Duke Moller snorted. "The last time that happened was when the Dark Lord was born and that was hundreds of years ago. What beast tide is he talking about?"

Baron Teri snorted, his mustache moving up and down, as scorn became apparent in his gaze. "The Wugarians can rot by themselves. Right now, our priority is to build our forces to prepare for what is going to happen."

The Duke gave him a meaningful gaze.

"Soon, Lonyth shall own the North." Duke Moller chuckled as he lifted his glass towards the Baron and in response, the Baron lifted his glass too. However, just as they were about to click their glasses, a sudden knock interrupted the happy occasion.

Duke Moller's face instantly turned ugly. He had instructed his people not to disturb him today as he was supposed to celebrate not budging in front of someone from the Rothley Family.

"Enter!" Duke Moller said.

"Your Grace, we have an emergency."

"Emergency?" Was it another beast? Duke Moller frowned.

"The young master"

"Clinton?" Was it another woman? He wondered whose family it was this time. He immediately made a mental note to scold that useless son of his.

"The young master the young master is currently in Toorin."

"The small town of Toorin? Is this even worth disturbing me?"

"Your Grace, the young master is currently trapped inside the town. There are demon wolves around the town. The barrier is about to be broken and he is currently with the Duke and his people."

The Duke got up.

"What did you just say?"

"The Duke of the North, Duke Lucas is currently in Toorin. We do not have the complete details, but it seems that it was the young master who went to Toorin to talk to the Duke then."

"Then? Say it all at once! You are testing my patience!" The Duke yelled.

"Then the wolves suddenly attacked. Luckily, the young master was able to send a message but it seems that there were no knights around the town. The nearest knights are two hours away."

The Duke gritted his teeth. He grabbed his coat and left the room with the Baron and soldier in tow. He mounted one of his best horses and immediately made his way to Toorin. The soldier informed him that the barrier was not completely broken yet, but it won't last very long.

Moreover, they suspected that a wolf king is nearby.

How could normal knights fight against a wolf king?

"How did this happen! The barrier will not break unless there is blood spilled."

"We do not have the details for now, your Grace, but our people are already working on it," the head knight, Josephus, said. He was riding his own horse next to the Duke. "Right now, our priority is saving the young master."

"Did you bring physicians?" the Duke asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Make haste! We need to save my son!" The Duke could only hope that he was not too late. He only had one heir, and that was Clinton. Because of this, Clinton grew up thinking that he owned the world. Everything was given to him, be it money or women. He thought his son would soon learn to be more careful as he is already more than 20 years old.

Clinton should have been more responsible by now. He actually expected his son to at least avoid the Duke of Wugari in this very precarious time!

Who would have thought that Clinton would actually come to provoke the Duke of Wugari instead?

Lucas Rothley, that man was not very known for his patience. Once irritated, he would not hesitate to kill anyone, even if it was the only heir of a Duke!

He gritted his teeth as he instructed his people to increase their pace. They needed to save Clinton. from the wolves and Duke Lucas!

"Sir, the snow is becoming a problem," Head Knight Josephus said. "We could avoid it by turning around or "

"No. Let us all go straight! We need to reach Toorin in an hour." In fact, Toorin was not that far from the mansion, however, the snow was very thick this time of year. Usually, one needed at least an hour to reach Toorin, but with the snow, it would take closer to two hours to reach the place.

The Duke could only curse inwardly. He had a bad feeling about this, but he could not confirm anything without any proof. He clicked his tongue as the snow continued to rage. A chill slowly seeped into his body, but he does not care, all he could think about was Duke Lucas and his son.

Was this just a coincidence?

No. There was simply no coincidence when it came to that man!

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that the Duke had something to do with the wolves. That man that man was really, very cruel!