How to Get My Husband on My Side

“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,

Cesare would have to give up quite a lot to

was what the

becoming a real couple,

of the marriage. So, as my divorce procedure would become more complicated, the plot to assassinate her might be delayed

well and

as a hostage or whatever. Cesare couldn’t take me at

sounds good.

took the role of a fan who wanted nothing, but wanting nothing

than anything, Izek’s father

I could do when he was angry

was how

as an unmoving ascetic… would he really want to do something with

* * *

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

Lady.

had forgotten my embarrassing self

he mean by

Andymion.

happened, don’t worry. I’m just saying

You’re bored, so this is good

here to see Lord

would you

I

basket and sat next

a thud, a huge

tanned flesh and large build

“Fruit?”

angry bear-like paladin picked up

Crunch!

it, juice pouring out, and went back to training. Staring at his back, Andymion scratched his head and gave an unspoken explanation, “That’s my

have a reliable

you can see, he’s not

think all of you are

that, ma’am, look over there.

“A match?”

one.

by side with Andymion, nibbling on the fruit and watching

five paladins, soon wielded a light blue holy

Whoosh!

all the way over

“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,

massacre of the paladins under the guise of a match ended

Thwack!

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