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“No.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Because Elly said so.”

 

“Ugh, seriously, why do you try to get on my nerves every time we talk?”

 

“It’s not my fault that you have a thing for my little sister, you weirdo.”

 

Ivan knew that it was pointless to try and argue with him so he chose his next words carefully.

 

“What I’m trying to say is that, while you’ve been screwing around over here, your wife arrived from the South. I’m not telling you to go run and greet her, but at least have dinner with her on her first night here…”

 

“Judging by the looks of you, it seems like there are plenty of people willing to meet with her while I’m screwing around.”

 

Ivan let out a long sigh of defeat.

 

Izek smirked at him while untying his gauntlet straps.

 

“Am I wrong?”

 

“As a paladin of the North, I felt it was my duty to go and monitor Borgia’s spy—”

 

“Enough of your bullsh*t.”

 

“F*ck, fine, I admit it. I went and saw her because I was curious. Curious what the pope’s famous daughter looked like in person. Is that so wrong? If you’re so irritated by me going then why didn’t you go yourself, huh? Izek van Omerta you rude little sh*thead!”

 

“……”

 

“Sorry… I guess I got a little carried away.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Despite his delicate appearance which earned him the nickname ‘The Flower Knight’, Ivan was, to put it bluntly, incredibly short-tempered.

 

“You’re not gonna ask?”

 

“Ask what?”

 

“You know, if she really looks like her portrait, how her personality is, that kind of stuff. You’re not curious at all?”

 

“Not really.”

 

“Whatever. Either way you should still meet her. After all, it’s your obligation as her husband. And I’m only telling you this because I can’t stand to see you turn out like that duke—Rembrandt whatever-his-name-is—and become an international mockery. Lord knows what would happen if you were to get on the pope’s bad side.”

 

marriage was going to last. Izek’s obsession with his work and Rudbeckia’s stubborn personality were an obvious recipe for disaster. Some people were already

 

Izek just marry Flaya instead. He knew that it was next to impossible and Izek was too naive

 

from the Port of Elmus to Omerta Castle, Ivan

 

all

 

blue eyes—her face was as beautiful as a

 

fragile, so delicate. Like she would shatter from a

 

even he could not comprehend, Ivan

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

you saying she’s

 

like I don’t understand where you’re coming from, but try to think about it from her perspective too. She’s been forced to come all the way here basically as a

 

who was about to pick up

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

the North. A paladin too. And the pope’s daughter, the angel of Sistina, is now my comrade’s wife. So you better get your

 

there was once a time when

 

she heard the news that you were

 

sister was

 

to forget about

 

won’t give up. And now I’m jealous that she cares more about you

 

already capable

 

to say is that your

 

exterior, but did you seriously fall for her after looking at her once

 

them, a shrill,

 

his sword, pointing it straight at the approaching boy. The blade’s

 

S-Sorry, I’m really

 

cut off this ear for yah,

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

going on, it must have just

 

Ivan finally

 

Why’re you bothering us

 

checked to make sure both

 

To Lorenzo, he looked no different than

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

it’d be great if you married her, b-but for the time being, I beg you to pretend like you don’t know my

 

at all. It seemed like he didn’t even understand what Lorenzo was talking about. So

 

are you rambling on

 

marriage is over, please stay away

 

You haven’t even met her once and

 

in

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