“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.

 

Pope had children,

 

Cesare would have to give up quite a lot to agree that the night was never going to happen and to take me

 

what the Duke is after,

 

a real couple,

 

Rudbeckia has poisoned 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

 

did well

 

or whatever. Cesare couldn’t

 

sounds good.

 

the role of a fan who wanted nothing, but wanting nothing was different from

 

anything, Izek’s

 

could do when he was angry that we didn’t

 

problem was how to seduce my

 

want to do

* * *

by gray fog, the temple had a different feeling than when it first saw it. At this time, the gloomy and

Lady. You’re

 

had forgotten my embarrassing

did he mean

 

Andymion. Did something

 

just saying it because I’m happy

 

this guy? You’re bored, so this is good for

 

you here to see Lord

 

would you

 

you. I was dying of

 

the fruit basket and sat next to

huge paladin advanced

 

combination of his dark blood red hair, glowing amber eyes, tanned flesh and

 

“Fruit?”

 

the angry bear-like paladin picked up

 

Crunch!

 

out, and went back to training. Staring at his back, Andymion scratched his

 

have

 

As you can see,

see. I think all of you

 

that, ma’am, look over there. Sir

 

“A match?”

 

to one. Oh, it’s a fair

 

I sat side by side with Andymion, nibbling on the fruit and watching

 

five paladins, soon wielded a light blue holy

 

Whoosh!

 

all the

 

“Ahhhhh! So cool!”

“That’s my boss!”

 

“Fighting! My idol husband!”

 

“Idol… f-fighting!”

 

just say we acted

 

to explain with what eyes the solemn and serious Paladins had begun to look at us, clapping our hands and

 

the massacre of the paladins under the guise of a

 

Thwack!

 

and started striding towards me straight away. His momentum was so scary that we talked about anything

 

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