Chapter 192: Lady Lancashire

Isabel grabbed a short sword on the wide belt, and was about to draw the sword to shock the other party, but she couldn't help but stop the movement of her hand. For she suddenly felt that pointing a sword at this weak and mysterious young woman, who was unarmed, seemed to be uneducated, lacking proper respect and respect for people.

I saw that the mysterious woman was wearing a very simple bodysuit and a floor-length skirt, and she also wore an ordinary moon-shaped hood on her head, which was not decorated with any jewels. However, from the noble, elegant and arrogant temperament that exudes from her, it can be seen that her identity is by no means just ordinary and ordinary like her clothes.

Isabel Walton thought she should bow to the mysterious young woman first. He put down his dagger and belt, walked up to the mysterious woman, saluted, and said, "Good day, ma'am, please forgive me for being rude to you. ”

The mysterious woman smiled softly and said, "I thought Jacob was in love with a girl who was elegant, intelligent, modest, and polite. It turned out to be just a hypocritical tomboy who likes to express his thoughts with a knight's sword. ”

"Hey, who do you say is a hypocritical tomboy?"

"Isabel, how dare you talk to me like that?!"

"I'm sorry. If you still don't want to say who you are, I don't care. ”

"Well, it looks like you're still a pretty independent tomboy."

"Well, whatever you think, I'm going to get something to eat."

"No need to go, Jacob has already had some food and Gascogne wine for you."

Isabel looked around the room for furniture and furnishings. Soon, she found utensils such as dinner plates, wine jugs, and wine glasses covered with metal domes on a round table near the window. After glancing at the mysterious woman, he said, "If you don't mind, I need something to eat now." ”

The mysterious woman smiled and said, "Enjoy, Miss Isabel Walton." ”

"Who the fuck does this woman think she is? Not only did she know my name, but she also knew that Jacob liked me. Whatever he does, eat first. Thinking of this, Isabel walked to the round table and sat down.

Since it wasn't a formal lunch or dinner, she just said a simple pre-dinner prayer before she began to enjoy the bread and some fruit tarts on her plate: "Thank the Lord for cleansing our food and giving us it. This prayer is in the name of Christ Jesus the Lord, Amen. ”

Then, while eating the pie quickly, he pondered: "Is she Jacob's wife, Lady Lancashire?" However, it looks too different from the image of Lady Lancashire. ”

"Maybe it's Jacob's sister, sister or a female relative in the family?"

"Yes, she must have an unusual kinship with Jacob. What the fuck sit quietly in my room like a ghost and watch me sleep without saying a word? Hell, this is fucking perverted! ”

"I'm fucking lucky. If this woman had tried to kill me, I would have died in my bed. ”

After a few minutes, when she felt a little full, she picked up the jar and poured herself some French Gascogne wine. As he drank, he said to himself, "After drinking so many wines from different regions of France, it is better to have a pure and thick wine from Gascogne." ”

At this time, the mysterious woman who had been sitting quietly in a chair whispered, "Isabel, have you eaten enough?" ”

Isabel was savoring the taste of wine with a sip of wine in her mouth, and when she heard the other party's words, she just nodded. When she swallowed the wine, she said, "Yes, please wait." ”

After praying after the meal, he turned his face to the mysterious woman and said, "Well, what do you want?" ”

The mysterious woman shook her head and said, "Isabel, your accent is very characteristic of the northern aristocracy, but the words you say are incomprehensible. ”

"Really? Well, if you can't understand it, don't understand it. Say, what do you want to know? ”

"Well, let's go for a walk in the garden, shall we?"

"Are you serious? My God, if I had walked along the stone wall beside the garden, I would probably not have been able to walk through Lord Lancashire's garden until Mr. Althop had left Thurland Castle and arrived at the castle where Lord Westmoreland lived. ”

After Isabel said this long passage in one breath, the mysterious woman actually giggled. Laughing and pointing at her, "Isabel, how did you do that?" Telling a joke is like telling something very serious. ”

Isabel was also amused by her, shook her head and said, "Perhaps, you are too easily satisfied, right?" ”

"You're right. Well, let's go for a walk in the grove behind the castle. ”

"But I ought to inform Your Excellency and my father. Otherwise, they would think that I had been killed by some enemy and throw my body into this moat outside the window. ”

"Isabel, stop making me laugh, my stomach hurts from laughing."

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to say that."

When Isabel fastened her belt and arranged her two short swords, put on her leather armor and walked out of the room with the mysterious woman, a maid waiting outside the door hurriedly saluted and said, "Madame, where are you going now?" ”

The mysterious woman looked at the maid and said, "Go and tell your Excellency and Sir Augustine, that Miss Isabel has accompanied me for a walk in the garden." ”

After the maid promised to leave quickly, the two of them went from the third floor to the first floor and entered the castle garden. As Isabel raised her head very comfortably to feel the summer sun, the mysterious woman stood aside and said, "Isabel, don't you want to know who I am at all from the time you left the room until now?" ”

Isabel narrowed her eyes, still tilting her head and said, "Isn't it?" Do you really think I don't know who you are? ”

"My God, do you know? Isabel, let's talk as we go. ”

"Yes, ma'am."

Followed by two maids and two saber guards, Isabel and the mysterious woman crossed the stone bridge erected over the moat to the other side of the river. Then, turn right and slowly step onto a path made of countless towering ancient trees as street trees. Isabel looked back at the maid and the guard, and whispered, "You are Your Excellency's wife, Countess of Lancashire, right?" ”

The mysterious woman walked forward slowly, looked sideways at her and nodded, "Yes." Isabel, you can call me Margaret when no one is around. ”

Then Lady Lancashire said, "How can you know so quickly, Isabel, who I am?" ”

Isabel said quite seriously: "Madam, you do not use any title or honorific title to address Lord Lancashire in your conversation with me. Now, four more heels are following us deadly. Do you think I can't see who you are? ”

Lady Lancashire laughed: "With the fart? I don't know where you were educated, Isabel. ”