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 told

 

chilling voice belonged to

 

at her brother with that impassive look

 

could have stopped by. You don’t even know how to be grateful

 

Izek’s arm, who was still busy staring at me, with a slightly playful blow using the

 

be a very natural

unmoving figure, Izek was making this

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

interesting, though. I thought he’d just walk away like

 

“You…”

 

The King

 

finally opened his mouth, a magnificent

the most

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

business-like tone, “You must have taken trouble coming a long

appreciate your hospitality, Your

it seems like after getting married, little boys really do grow up. Isn’t that right,

 

amount of money made by

responded with a polite attitude to the jab, “The son will only follow his father’s steps,

 

king’s expression

 

was not an angry look, but one

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

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

 

me, looking at me carefully once, before leaving like a storm,

 

child-like behaviour

 

from all over the

 

yes, laugh as much as you can. I will be the fool smiling even when my husband

 

hadn’t been Isis’

 

Your 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

 

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

it’s daring of you to look at me like that.

 

or seven years

 

was staring at me, looked up at the queen, who slightly pushed her back. Her

 

Angvan

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

I greeted her with a big smile, the princess, who hid herself behind the queen’s skirt, quickly averted

 

like

 

of the princess was so insignificant in the

 

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

 

the king tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like Izek and Ellenia, Ari would be an eternal stranger in Brittania’s

 

sympathise with anyone, but

 

and that world are not much

 

the greeting, the banquet

 

talking, the laughter and the glasses clinking was

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