Regressor of the Fallen Family novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88

One day, amid the whirlwind of reading military training reports, Logan was caught off guard by a sudden question from Patrick.

Do you two meet separately?

Excuse me?

Mm. I can tell the lady knight is sincere about the knight order training, and I know youre busy. But you are engaged, albeit not formally. It seems like you only ever deal with business at arms length.

Ah Haha. Yes, thats true. I should visit her once things settle down

Logan stammered a response, his gaze shifting back to his desk. But his father wouldnt let it slide.

No matter how much work Ive loaded onto you, I dont want to obstruct your youth. Ill handle things today. Go and rest.

Excuse me?

Spend some time with Lady Eileen. She has the day off too.

Father, thats

Stop making excuses. Youre engaged because you like each other. Now, off you go!

Patrick shooed him out and closed the door firmly.

Logan stared blankly at the closed door before sighing softly.

The civil war loomed near, leaving little time for idle dates, but his fathers stubbornness seemed to demand at least one days respite.

Logans steps were lighter than he realized as he turned away, unaware of his own buoyancy.

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Lady!

I told you not to wake me! Im one with the bed today!

Eileen rebuffed Lyla as she entered the room, burying herself deeper in the bedding.

Yet Lyla wouldnt back down.

You cant stay in bed! Young Master Logan has come to see you!

What?!

The sudden announcement jolted her alert, dismissing the heaviness of sleep, and Eileen sat up sharply.

Why would Logan come?!

Oh my, Lady! Its obvious its a date! All this time Ive worried why he hasnt come to see you!

The blunt reply flushed Eileens cheeks.

A date?

Shed fended off several suitors before, thinking shed have no more romantic connections in life.

Caught off guard, no rational thoughts came to her.

Dont just sit there! Go wash up! Ive prepared bathwater!

Oh, alright.

And leave dressing to me. Finally, well put that dress to use.

The dress?

What, did you plan to wear armor on your date? Hurry to the bath!

Pushed by Lylas strange forcefulness, Eileen resignedly retreated to the bathroom.

It was three hours later when Logan finally met Eileen.

Im so sorry for the delay, Young Master. Did you wait long?

Its alright

As Logan turned at the sound of her voice, Eileens appearance struck him speechless.

The thick shawl draped casually over her exposed shoulders, a floral dress accentuating her waistline, elegantly flowing. Amethyst necklace and matching earrings complemented her red hair, enhancing her already beautiful features.

Huh

Since their arranged meeting, Logan had never seen Eileen so well-dressed, and he momentarily froze.

When he just stared without a word, Eileens face clouded over.

Is something off? This outfit is a bit uncomfortable

No, not at all.

Excuse me?

I was merely surprised by the unexpected sight, my lady. You look beautiful. Truly beautiful.

His candid praise brought a gentle smile to Eileens face, and Logan, too, allowed himself a small smile, though his subsequent words were ill-suited.

Arent you cold? In the middle of winter, just one shawl seems a bit

No! Its, its enough!

Her smile tightened as she abruptly turned away.

The arrival of a lavish four-horse carriage that was a rare sight in MacLaine drew the villagers attention.

Whats with the carriage?

It must be the lords carriage.

But theres no family crest

I know! I saw that visiting the High Lords fiance

The people murmured from a distance, and over Eileens shoulder, she could now feel the warmth of Logans red cape in the carriage.

It seems we dont have a town tour since you arrived. Its cold outside, even in the carriage. Shall we go in and have tea?

The snowfall was picturesque but hardly inviting for a stroll in her light dress and shawl, now covered by a cloak.

Yet Eileen was resolute.