My Lady Chef

Chapter 92: An Act of Defiance

Ezran's POV:

My hands clenched as the small paper I received for the messenger hawk blew up, causing my men to

jump.

I was currently escorting the Royal Princes and the foreign guest. Halfway to the Warp Point where we

will be teleported to Guthrie, I received an urgent message from my second-in-command.

Urging my Emyu forward, I gave command of the entourage to one of my senior knights and jumped off

my horse before I went to the forest and started running till I saw a cliff and jumped.

Bonds cracked and black flames engulfed my body as I spread my scaly wings and I flew straight

towards the city.

The content of the letter was precise. Oswald is known for his bluntness and the words he word shook

me to my very core.

{ Supply Carts compromised and Ambushed by 30 of the remnants belonging to King Chernov's

faction. Lady Alaina protected the gates and is now weakened from using magic. Magic used were both

high tier. Class 2 Ice Barrier and a Class 3 Containment Spell. Sweeping the city for any survivors. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Her condition is unknown.}

My wife used magic?

I remember the blue barrier she conjured up before when a wereboar attacked her but that was a

small-sized one. The city gates are wider and bigger. A barrier of that size requires at least 4 advanced

mages to cover it all.

And Oswald said she did it all on her own? Was she even thinking?

My heart ached as I flapped my wings faster and went straight towards the Warp Point's portal that

transported me to Guthrie.

For the first time in my life I got angry at Alaina and I aim to give her a good scolding when she is out of

danger.

The wind was strong today so I easily got back to Guthrie and landed on the Castle courtyard, scaring

a few servants as I shifted back to my human form. I yelled for someone to tell me where my wife was

and a younger girl servant said that she was in the castle's hospital ward.

Cursing in several languages, I asked one servant to lead me there. I did not care that she was

trembling with fear.

When I arrived at the spacious room, I saw one man dressed in brown speaking to someone in a

drape-covered bed.

I stormed in and startled the man beside my wife who looked shocked to see me even as her knight

Kain bowed to me in greeting.

She looked a bit pale and I saw her hand being held by the doctor who bowed to me as well.

"How is my wife?" I growled at him.

"She is a bit weak from using her mana, Your Grace. But it is nothing a few hours rest would not fix. I

already gave her a recovering tonic and her vitals are strong."

"Good. Get out. I want a word in with my wife."

The doctor hastily left, which was good because my eyes are only for my wife.

She looked tired but I can see that her soul remains strong but Oswald's message made my anger

resurface again.

But when my eyes met hers, as if by some miracle. All of the anger melted away out as I sat down on

the bed and hugged her in my relief...

"M-milord...." Her voice cracked and she shivered. "A-are you mad? I am sorry if I scared you..."

Her words which sounded like it could end in a tearful sob melted away the last of my anger but now I

am somewhat restless...

When I looked inside her body, I found out that her mana is steadily recovering at a rate that is

impossible for a normal human.

Alaina has fey blood and they are loved by mana as much as elves. This explains why she was able to

do magick without any formal training.

But despite these assurances, I am still anxious.

"You are not hurt anywhere?" I asked as I kissed her nose.

"A bit bruised but...I am feeling stronger."

"You scared me to hell Ely. I left the princes just to come here because Oswald told me you were

weakened. I was so worried." I frowned at her and her moist eyes teared up, making my heartache. "I

heard you used a containment spell followed by high tier ice barrier magick. Is this true?"

"Ye...yes." She nodded.

"Do not ever use that level of magic again...at least not until you are properly trained."

"I-I know. I never thought I would end up like this. I am so sorry." She looked so humble and vulnerable.

I hugged her again and soon I calmed down as I dried her tears with my hands.

"The knights protecting you will be increased to 4 from now on. I will make sure to track down the

fucker who dares to send those rebels and behead them all and you will rest the whole day and I will

cancel the feast for the Princes."

She seemed docile until her spine stiffened at the last one.

"No. I am alright now and the feast is nearly complete. The Kingdom's trade affairs are at stake so

everything must be perfect." She reasoned out but I shook my head.

"You have done enough, Ely. Let them handle the rest. You will not tire yourself out any further." I used

my most intimidating voice. "I am insisting on this, wife."

Most females would demure or quietly obey me if I command it but my wife l's eyes turned defiant and

she got out of bed.

"Alaina!"

"I am sorry but I cannot obey your wishes husband. I cannot abandon my team until the feast is over."

Her small hands clenched as she looked at me stubbornly. "You have your duties and your pride as a

duke and knight. I have the same conviction as a duchess and chef."

Shocked that she would defy my orders, she left the ward quickly.

I punched the bed and the wooden frame shattered, the splinters and debris flying everywhere as I

went after my wife.

No one has ever gone against my orders. Men found it easier to let me get my way and women always

deferred to my judgment.

But my wife just refused to back down.

My own wife!

It occurred to me that no one has ever treated me this way. I was not used to having my orders thrown

back at my face.

I felt annoyed and rather bewildered at this new feeling.

To vent my frustration. I led a team of knights and investigated who tried to invade Guthrie by wringing

information out of the rebels who were imprisoned.

By the time the Princes come at night. I caught the culprit, a fallen Guthrien duke who hopes to take

over but the risk was too great for him and he lost his life to my sword.