A week later, on Sunday morning, the engagement of Miss Isabel, dressed in a white gown, white dress, white garland and long white veil, with Sir William Ingleby, in her wedding dress, was solemnly held in St. Michael's Church in the Barony of Walton's Father. Under the auspices of the parish chaplain, Rev. Roger Eslip, Baron and his wife, relatives and partners, priests and representatives of the villagers of both the male and female realms witnessed the quasi-union of the couple. Later, Sir William took out a well-preserved ruby ring that his great-grandmother had worn and placed it on Isabel's left ring finger.

From the moment she wore the ruby ring, some of the things that surrounded Isabelle Walton changed dramatically. Now, she is the Lady of the Prospective Lord of the Ripley Castle Manor, with the status of Lady Sir. It's just that her title is a matter that must be paid attention to.

Her betrothed husband, Sir William, was given a knightly title below the hereditary nobility. If her father's title is a knight or a gentleman below a knight, Yoman, then her title will be changed to Lady Ingleby. In fact, her father was a hereditary nobleman, Baron Walton, who was officially knighted by Henry VIII, so her title could only be changed to "Lady Isabel". This means that she is a noble woman with her own title, and her title will not follow her husband's family.

When everyone walked out of the church with a couple of prospective newlyweds, the many villagers of Barony Walton's field who were waiting outside the church door expressed warm congratulations and happy wishes to the prospective couple. Gentle, dignified, reserved, and noble-woman-like, Lady Isabel smiled happily at her father's subjects, as did Sir William beside her.

At this time, Isabel suddenly saw Richard Tyxton, who was standing with several of the wealthier bookkeepers. When you nod and smile at the other person, you subconsciously feel that the other person may have something to tell you. Thinking about it, he called Dorothy, the personal maid who was walking behind, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Later, the maid Dorothy found the wealthy bookkeepers among the villagers who were watching the congratulations, and Richard Tyxton hurriedly saluted the maid of the lord's daughter. Dorothy bowed her knees and asked softly, "Madame asked me to ask you, is there anything urgent you would like to tell Madame?" ”

Richard pondered and replied, "You can tell Madame that I have some affairs in the territory of the church school that I would like to ask for Madame's consent. ”

"I see, I'll tell Madame. Also, you can come and see Madame tomorrow morning. ”

"Tomorrow morning? Yes, I see. ”

When the afternoon dinner came, Baron Walton officially announced the engagement of his daughter, Miss Isabel, at the dinner (the engagement dinner was held by the woman). and told all the nobles, knights, gentlemen, and yoman present that he would immediately write to inform the nobles of his daughter's engagement, some of the knights of the county, and his daughter's good friends who were far away in the south. Baron Walton then offered to toast the couple. As a result, the guests congratulated the future bride and groom and expressed their heartfelt wishes.

A week earlier, Sir William had thought that he and Isabel would immediately marry and become Baron Walton's son-in-law. In this way, at least he can use the free time after marriage to talk to his wife about love, about his future life and about the economic affairs of his own territory. Now, there is an additional engagement ceremony before the formal marriage ceremony.

However, he didn't think it was a big deal, because Isabel proposed that the engagement period was only one year. This means that he and Isabel can enjoy love in the year before they officially get married. However, the only woman he has come into contact with since birth has been his grandmother (with the exception of the wives and daughters of the villagers in the realm). He can swear to God that he has no idea what true love between a man and a woman is. In this regard, he could only find the answer in the moldy ancient books in his castle, and the handwriting was almost unreadable.

The engagement dinner ended before sunset as usual, and Isabel, still dressed in a white shirt and dress, sent her husband-to-be outside the gates of the manor out of aristocratic courtesy. Sir William stepped onto the horseback brought by the manservant, looked down at his wife-to-be standing in the small square and smiled, "Lady Isabelle, I'm going back to Ripley, you... Anything else to say? ”

Isabel looked up at Sir who seemed to have become her husband-to-be overnight, and said angrily and funny, "Sizz, you're not going to the battlefield. Do you still want to kiss me before leaving? ”

Isabel's sister, Madame Frederick, could not hold back for a moment, and burst out laughing. Squinting at Sir William, who was sitting on his horse, he said disapprehantly, "Sir William, if you want to kiss, get off the horse and kiss my sister's instep." ”

While Sir William was still wondering whether his wife-to-be's sister's words were true or false, Caroline, the wife of his brother, who was standing on the other side of Isabel, smiled lightly, "Sir, you don't have to pay attention to Mrs. Frederick's words, go away." ”

"Alright, three ladies, I'm leaving." Sir William drove his horses and his squires out of his father-in-law's estate.

"God will protect you, Isabel, you are engaged!" Lady Euphemia Frederick looked at the back of Sir riding away, and seemed to sigh a little.

As Isabel turned to walk into her father's estate, she glanced at her sister, "My God, it's just an engagement. Don't forget, I still have a year to go back. ”

Caroline walked quietly to her side, and as she looked at her, she quietly asked, "Isabel, do you regret this marriage?" ”

Isabel stopped as she walked to the gate, turned to look at the two, "Go to the Rose Garden." ”

The two ladies nodded silently, and followed Isabel towards the rose garden. When the three of them did not take a maid with them into the garden, which was still full of roses, Isabel walked over to a lovely field of roses and looked at them calmly, "Someone regrets my marriage. ”

The two ladies were very surprised, and almost asked in unison, "Isabel, who is it?" ”

Isabel didn't pick the roses, but just sniffed the flowers and smiled at the two of them, "Your Highness." ”

"God, Your Highness will not allow you to marry Sir William?" Euphemia was amazed.

"It's just that I refused." Isabel sat beside a dozen roses, looking a little unconcerned.