How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 8

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This was unexpected, so even I was a little surprised.

 

There was a commotion. Whether others were seeing or not, Izek grabbed me and turned me around to see for himself. Caught in his giant grasp, I felt like a chick trapped inside an eagle’s claw.

 

Was he going to hit me?

 

I didn’t care as long as I didn’t die.

 

“Say it again. Hiding…What are you going to do while hiding?”

 

“I-I’ll just hide and watch. Even if I follow you, you won’t know…”

“Do you want to die?”

 

His tone sounded pretty odd for a threat.

 

Of course, I was doing this so I wouldn’t die, so I shook my head.

 

“Then, why would you do that?”

 

“I, I…would like to see you, but I don’t want to be a nuisance…”

 

Like a cute fan.

Surely, he wouldn’t think his weak wife would try to assassinate him. There’s a saying that the only person brave enough to assassinate a paladin is a suicide lovers.

As I tried to make the eyes as teary as possible, my husband, who was staring at me with an unknown look, suddenly let out a sound similar to a sigh and touched his temple. At the same time, Sir Ivan, who was watching us with a somewhat absent-minded look, coughed, “Lady Rudbeckia, that’s a very dangerous act.”

 

“What?”

 

“I don’t mean that he’ll mistake his wife for an assassin. As you know, the North is a dangerous place, so we’re a little different from the knights who grew up in the South. It’s not as safe as the last time, but if you’re near us when we’re tracking down the monsters, we may kill you without knowing what’s going on.

I see.  Who knows what they would do if they were at their peak? Maybe they’ll be as hyperactive as humans would be on drugs. Naturally, I didn’t want to pretend to chase except where safety was guaranteed. But, I guess, I do look like a fangirl from their reactions. Thank you for misunderstanding, you delusional patients.

(T/N: 도끼병 is the term used here, apparently it’s a disease where the patient believes everybody has a crush on him/her xDDD)

“Oh, I’m in such trouble. I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m from the South…”

 

“Don’t say that. No wonder you don’t know. It’s fine, right? Hey, say something.”

 

Izek, who didn’t budge, was silent. He just stared at me with a strange look, chewing on his bottom lip.

 

He seemed to be thinking about how he’d get annoyed to death.

 

I stuttered with a glum expression, as much as possible.

 

“D-Don’t worry. I’ll never get you in trouble…”

 

changed, you should have

 

chilling voice belonged

 

to us and looked at her brother with that impassive

 

You don’t even know how to be grateful for

 

busy staring

 

to be a very natural

the beauty?’ was made, but by maintaining an unmoving figure, Izek was making this barely cheerful atmosphere awkward again. By the way, his tight grip still had

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

I thought he’d just

 

“You…”

 

The King

 

finally opened his mouth, a magnificent horn

was indeed the

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

impression, said in a moderate yet business-like tone, “You

appreciate your hospitality,

rare for my nephew to appear on time for a banquet, but it seems like after getting married, little boys

 

had a considerable amount

with a polite attitude to

 

expression became

 

angry look, but one of strange

why you never listen to me, even after I kept requesting for

even blame? Since I was the one who brought this on myself.” His cynical tone was so

 

me carefully once, before leaving like a storm, clicking his tongue in

 

child-like behaviour overlapped

 

rang out from all over the

 

you can. I will be the fool smiling even when

 

he hadn’t been

 

Majesty. The new bride will be surprised.” The queen gently calmed down the king, who was about to burst into a fit. She smiled kindly toward

 

coffee-colored skin, which was rare for royalty. She stood out. I remember someone said that she was a slave from the East, and my memory

it’s daring of you to look at me like

 

looked six or

 

looked up at the queen, who slightly pushed her back. Her long braided reddish-brown hair swayed

 

Angvan Palace, Lady

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

princess, who hid herself

 

was like

 

the existence of the princess was so insignificant in the

 

give the crown to a former Pagan slave, that too, a dancer. But he could not give his daughter, who resembled her mother

 

was inevitable no matter how hard the king tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like Izek

 

never in a position to sympathise with anyone, but I held

 

this world and that world

 

the greeting, the banquet was carried

 

sound of people talking, the laughter and the glasses

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