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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.”

 

Rudbeckia’s stubborn personality were an obvious recipe for disaster. Some people were already betting

 

that it was next to impossible and

 

after seeing Rudbeckia, who had travelled all the way from the Port of Elmus to Omerta

 

ceremony, she suffered from seasickness the entire journey. Yet, in spite of that, all he could think about was her radiant smile as she stepped

 

hair and round, shimmering blue eyes—her face was as

 

Like she

 

not comprehend,

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

you saying

 

coming from, but try to think about it from her perspective too. She’s been forced to

 

about to pick up his sword, paused and stared at

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

angel of Sistina,

 

when you swore you would slay the

 

little sister cried when she heard the news that you were getting married.

 

was six

 

to forget about

 

her but she won’t give up. And now I’m jealous that she cares more

 

she’s already capable of manipulating you,

 

trying to say is that your

 

exterior, but did you seriously fall for her after looking

 

shrill, high-pitched voice cried

 

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

 

really

 

off this ear for

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

on, it must

 

him let out another scream did Ivan finally let go

 

it? Why’re you bothering

 

to make

 

looked no different than a frost wolf that had just

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

married her, b-but for the time being, I beg you to pretend like you don’t know my sister at

 

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

 

rambling on about now?! Kids

 

until your current marriage is over, please stay away from my sister! If you don’t,

 

You haven’t even met her

 

not prejudice! If it was prejudice, then why did my sister lock herself in her room crying right

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