How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 3

 

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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.”

 

that this 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 betting

 

marry Flaya instead. He knew that it was next to impossible

 

way from the Port of Elmus to Omerta

 

representative at the Vatican’s marriage 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 off the boat. She really was as beautiful as the rumors made her

 

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

 

fragile, so delicate. Like she would shatter from a single

 

could not comprehend, Ivan felt responsible

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

saying she’s a

 

looks so fragile that one dirty glare from you would be enough to kill her. It’s not 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

 

about to pick up his sword, paused

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

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

 

there was once a time when

 

sister cried when she heard

 

sister was six

 

about a bad guy

 

up. And now I’m jealous

 

see she’s already capable of

 

what I was trying to say

 

that the Borgias were famous for their shiny exterior, but did you seriously fall for her

 

a shrill, high-pitched voice cried

 

sword, pointing it straight

 

really

 

off this ear for yah,

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

what was going on, it must

 

out another scream did Ivan finally let go of the fifteen year-old

 

you

 

teary, Lorenzo frantically checked to make sure both

 

Lorenzo absentmindedly. To Lorenzo, he looked no different

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

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

 

at all. It seemed like he didn’t even understand

 

rambling on about

 

stay away from my sister! If you don’t, t-that Borgia

 

huh? You haven’t even met her once and your big,

 

my sister lock herself in her room crying right after

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