“Young Lady?”

 

The Duke, who gave me a questioning look, was silent for a moment, before his face grew cold. It was quite spooky to see such a similar expression, reminding me that he was really Izek’s father.

“No……”

 

“Brother didn’t even show up.”

 

Ellenia stepped in again, as usual, her tone suggesting why we would do that.

 

Nevertheless, the Duke’s expression remained unchanged as he shot me a bitter gaze.

 

Hey, mister…

 

“It’s already winter, and you haven’t finished your duty yet?”

 

“That’s ……”

 

“Excuse me, Young Lady, I don’t know how to accept this present situation. Your Holiness assured me that he would never insult the North, so what is going on?”

 

Your guess is as good as mine. Why don’t you ask your son?

 

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand the Duke’s reaction.

 

From what I knew, I couldn’t claim that we were a proper couple since we didn’t spend a night together after the marriage. It would be unacceptable for such a proud family to suffer the humiliation of undergoing marriage annulment like my previous grooms did.

 

The problem is, why did Izek’s father, who only sat aside in the original, suddenly come out like this? The Duke’s aggressive pushing for Izek’s marriage was largely aimed at not being able to give his daughter to the Pope’s second son, but at the same time, there was also a hope that he would break his hard headed son’s bad habits.

 

Once the marriage was over, it would be easier to annul it, compared to if he had gotten married to a good northern family’s girl.

 

In other words, the Duke also expected that our marriage would not last long.

 

What was wrong with him? Are they just trying to show that they’re not that easy? To show that they had the control, and would gladly let me go when the time came, and to not even dream of doing it my way?

Haaa, if it were Rudbeckia, she would have turned the table upside down or laughed and provoked the other side.

 

He was doing this because I didn’t look like I would do that, right?

Should I be grateful that they were already underestimating me? I picked up the teacup again and smiled a little, “It’s just that I’ve fallen ill so many times. Everyone’s been pretty considerate. I’m ready to do my duty, so please don’t be angry, Father.”

 

The Duke still looked incredulous, but his expression relaxed slightly.

 

“Then I’m relieved. You’ve come all the way on a ship, so I hope you’ll feel better soon.”

 

“Thank you for your concern. Izek must be so sweet because you resemble your father. I think I’m very blessed.”

“…It’s a relief he’s understanding.”

 

Why did it sound so fake when he said it’s a relief? Did he expect a fight? A conspiracy sprang up. If I spent a night out with my husband, and we really became a couple, it would be difficult to break up later.

If we didn’t have our first night, like so far, there would be no need for annulment.

 

It was easy to make relationships, but divorce was another story.

 

Divorce in Romagna, ruled by the Pope, was taboo regardless of status. The neighboring countries loyal to the Vatican with the same faith also had a similar trend.

 

Of course, as anywhere else, they’re legally married. There were also people who lived separately and freely, but divorce was not an easy matter.

 

matter how openly the Pope had children,

 

would have to give up quite a lot to agree

 

the Duke is after,

 

becoming a real couple, I have more

 

Ellenia and returned to Romagna in time for the annulment of the marriage. So, as my divorce procedure would become more complicated, the plot to assassinate her might

 

did well and my

 

instead of sending me home. Maybe he’d let me live here as a hostage or whatever. Cesare couldn’t take me at

 

sounds good.

 

who wanted nothing, but wanting

 

more than anything, Izek’s

 

do when he was angry that we didn’t

 

problem was how to

 

was well-known as an unmoving ascetic… would he really want to do something with me that might make him

* * *

had a different feeling than when it first saw it. At this time, the gloomy and mysterious atmosphere

my Lady. You’re

 

a little grateful that he had forgotten my embarrassing self from Izek’s birthday

what did he mean by ‘You’re

 

Sir Andymion. Did something

 

worry. I’m just saying it because I’m happy to

 

bored, so

 

you here to see

 

you like some

 

you. I

 

down the fruit basket and sat next to

thud, a huge paladin advanced closer

 

amber eyes, tanned flesh and large build was very threatening. His low

 

“Fruit?”

 

answering, the angry bear-like paladin picked

 

Crunch!

 

into it, juice pouring out, and went back to training. Staring at his back, Andymion scratched his head and gave an unspoken

 

you have a reliable

 

can see, he’s not

I think all of you are

 

than that, ma’am, look over there. Sir Izek

 

“A match?”

 

one. Oh, it’s

 

side with Andymion, nibbling on the fruit and watching

 

five paladins, soon wielded a light blue

 

Whoosh!

 

all the way

 

“Ahhhhh! So cool!”

“That’s my boss!”

 

“Fighting! My idol husband!”

 

“Idol… f-fighting!”

 

just say we acted as

 

solemn and serious Paladins had

 

case, the massacre of the paladins under

 

Thwack!

 

his fallen comrades and started striding towards me straight away. His momentum was so scary

 

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