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.”

 

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

 

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

 

the way from the Port

 

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.

 

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

 

fragile, so delicate. Like she would shatter from

 

reasons even he could not comprehend, Ivan

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

you saying

 

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

 

about to pick up

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

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

 

a time when you

 

she heard the news that you were

 

little sister was

 

about a bad guy

 

won’t give up. And now I’m jealous that

 

capable

 

trying to say is

 

famous for their shiny exterior, but did you seriously fall for her after looking at her once and now you’re planning on betraying

 

them, a shrill,

 

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

 

I’m really sorry,

 

I should cut off

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

didn’t know what was going on, it must have just looked like a knight harassing

 

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

 

is it? Why’re you bothering us again,

 

Lorenzo frantically checked to make

 

crossed, glanced at Lorenzo absentmindedly. To Lorenzo, he looked no

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

ends, I think it’d be great if you married her, b-but for the time being, I beg you

 

didn’t react at all. It seemed like he didn’t even understand what Lorenzo was

 

the hell are you rambling

 

is that, until your current marriage is over, please stay away from my sister! If you don’t, t-that Borgia witch will

 

her once and your big, fat head is

 

prejudice, then why did my sister lock herself in her room crying right after visiting Omerta Castle?

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