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My Lady Chef novel Chapter 81

Ezran's POV:

I noticed how Miss Elena has not returned to her room and her escort knight was also nowhere in sight.

When I had my men quite Lady Baristani, she said that a group of knights accompanied the two of them to pick some lingonberries nearby.

Except...that there are no known areas filled with that kind of berries. Sensing a trap, I immediately ordered a few knights to fan out and search for them.

While I followed Lady Baristani's information that these group of knights led her north.

Where wild monsters made their sleeping grounds.

I had a bad feeling ever since I saw Margaret board her carriage immediately after I threatened her. The look of utter humiliation and anger on her face should have been a sign.

She is not one to let an opportunity to make anyone who scores her suffer dearly.

And I, like a fool played into her hands because I cannot wait to get rid of her.

Now an innocent woman will pay for my mistake!

I hurried north and at the cover of the shadows, I shifted into my half form.

Which is faster and stronger than my human form. My dragon wings sprouted, the bones cracking as they elongated and spread out as I took a running leap and tried to find the girl and her knight from the sky.

Loud monster cries and squeals burst out near a certain clearing and I hurried there. My sharpened eyesight saw a dust cloud of rampaging were boars.

I swooped down and fanned away the cloud and froze at what I saw.

9 boar monsters struggling to move as they kicked up dust but it looked like they got caught in quicksand.

Impossible...these things don't form in this part of Guthrie.

I touched the ground and noticed two pairs of human footprints. They were in a hurry because one wereboar did not fall into the trap from the looks of the huge animal tracks trailing behind it.

I hovered, following the monster's scent of rage and animal musk till I saw the biggest wereboar was ramming a water shield enveloping 2 people. I saw the knight shielding the one casting but then...

Alarm bells started ringing in my head the moment I felt the water mana's familiar aura.

No...Could it be..?

I folded my wings the moment I was close and crushed the monster's head right under my boots as its death scream filled the air when I severed its head and the blood splattered across my body and face.

The moment the monster stopped attacking. The water shield faded and I saw how maintained such a strong barrier taxed the young woman.

She was sweating and tired but her wide eyes took in my draconian half form as she staggered and held onto the knight.

"Milady!" Kain caught her as I shifted back to my human form. "Milord. Did you catch the traitors?"

"Traitors? My men are scoring the whole castle forest for them." I took Miss Elena in my arms and felt it again...

This weird sensation. A familiarity that should not be commonplace when I carry a woman I barely know.

I knew it. I was not just hallucinating or wishing for it to be true.

By the goddess...

"Milord...The boars...the ones I trapped. I need to have them caged. The meat will last us for weeks..." She tried to squirm out of my touch but I held her firmly against my chest as I leaned close to her ear.

"I'll have my men do that. You...are coming with me...wife."

She looked tongue-tied after those words but she swallowed hard and tried to get away but I shifted and barked out a command to Kain.

"I am taking my wife to my room. Lead a dozen men to where my wife trapped the wereboars in quicksand and report back to me."

The young knight was perceptive. He knew I had seen through my wife and bowed.

".........Yes, sir."

I turned away and let wings sprouted off my back. I flew off towards the castle and glided down on the open balcony of my room. Kicking the door open, I put my Alaina down on one of the plush couch and closed the door.

My eyes took in her current form. It must be some sort of mirage or illusion magick because I have never felt a disguise so natural.

Somehow the raven hair and brown eyes feel rather fetching on her. But the feeling when I touch her cheek still feels like I am caressing my wife.

When she gazed at me with worried eyes, I relaxed and hugged her. How long has it been since I last saw her?

I felt her stiffen at first but she embraced me back as she buried her face against my neck.

"Y...you are not mad, Milord?"

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