How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 26

 

“Are you busy today?”

 

“A bit. What about you?”

 

“I…well, I’m going to write a letter to a friend.”

 

“Friend… who? Princess Ari?”

Huh, how did you know? No, more than that. What’s with that insignificant tone?

 

Yes. I don’t have any friends! The only person I play with is a six-year-old princess… damn it.


“Actually, the princess gave me a postcard.”

 

“If you have nothing else to do, why don’t you come to the temple at lunch?”

 

“What…?”

 

“They are eager to have you visit. I am also free at that time, so I can just drop by.”

 

I doubted my ears for a moment.

What did you just say, hubby?


(T/N: I hope y’all are fine with me writing ‘hubby’, cos ‘husband’ sounds weird sometimes xD especially if it’s her thoughts.)

 

“Are you… okay with that?”

 

“You’re the Pope’s daughter. It’s not too much for them to be anxious to meet you.”

 

“But, that’s…”

 

“You may be mistaken if you went alone, but with me, it doesn’t matter.”

That’s right. If I was the only one who frequented the temple and made friends with the priests, I would be labeled as a spy. But it was a little different if I visited with Izek. It was rather good… what was on his mind? Why would he say this, all of a sudden?

 

Among Elendale’s priests, there would be some part of my father and brother’s spy network. There was no way Izek didn’t know that.

 

Is he trying to give a warning? Don’t even think about plotting something because he’s watching me? Don’t look down on the North or something? Or was he trying to test me?

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes, really.”

 

“Really, really?”

 

“…finish your meal.”

 

Right. Ugh, my stomach was about to explode.

 

I heard a scream.

 

The cries of people in pain and fear sounded as vivid as the cries of the abyss, but the woman did not seem to be disturbed at all.

 

Although she could not be seen clearly in the dark, the woman who leaned on the balcony and looked at the city wrecked by her father, looked bright and joyful as if she was waiting for the moon on a peaceful summer night.

 

A man slowly approached her from behind, holding a bloody sword instead of a bouquet of flowers.

 

The appearance of the balcony and the surrounding scenery seemed familiar to me. Was it a dream? Was I dreaming?

‘You’re here.’

 

‘……’

 

It was worth the

 

the woman who looked back at himself and smiled. Finally, a voice as painful and mournful as that of the wounded beast spoke up, ‘I’ve already let go of the expectation

 

‘…….’

 

‘What’s the reason?’

 

to

 

fool. It was a smile that made it look like she was crying, even though her

 

clenched his teeth, ‘Stop making excuses that you couldn’t help it. You could have

 

could’ve told you, I could’ve

 

priests? Are you that confident that my blade would avoid

the kind of

 

‘What…’

 

I know,

 

Her eyes were bloodshot.

 

him, a sign of

 

way, she came close to him with a strange

 

marriage. Isn’t that

 

‘Stop ……’

proceed with the marriage, but not to the point that

 

‘…..’

 

killed your sister. Not

 

horrible conversation was

 

man might just plunge the

 

the hell would

 

to expectations, his low-pitched voice didn’t

 

just sounded miserable.

 

voice in response

 

Why the hell did I

 

‘You…’

 

come to think of it, I think I wanted you to come after me like

 

the Holy

who else can steal it and use it to get to

 

added with a smirk and pulled out a bundle of papers

 

staring at

 

are marriage cancellation papers. I haven’t signed it yet. So, we’re still

 

‘…..’

 

act as your wife for the last time. It’s a little late, but take

 

‘A couple.’

 

He laughed.

 

whether he was laughing or

 

we’ve done is harass, misunderstand and fight with each other. You killed my family and I came to the point of killing your family, but you still

 

that

 

as if pointing

I dreamt of when this damn place would turn into a sea of blood, and you’ve made my wish come true in the blink of an eye. In return, I will present you with this city. The position of the next pope or whatever, is in your

 

There was silence.

 

in the heavy silence, her hands gently reached out and grabbed the blade of a blood-soaked sword. She pointed it close to her chest. The

 

crazy until the very

 

‘…….’

 

my fault for not trusting you? Tell me, did you intend to do this from the

 

‘I’m sorry.’

 

‘…….’

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