How to Get My Husband on My Side

‘It was a close call, with the Ice Dragon opening his eyes at the same time. Either way, it’s a relief you found her safe and sound, but what are you going to do now?’

‘When was I ever the type to plan?’

‘Your marriage was a one-time thing, in the first place.’

Their eyes that pretended to be worried about the subject of their arranged marriage, which they regarded as a one-time thing, were filled with pity.

So Izek was more sarcastic than usual.

‘I don’t know, if either of us were slaves, we’d be filming the romance of the century.’

‘I don’t know why you’re mad at me. With your temper, your or your father would have sent her on a ship bound for Romagna by now, no matter what she said. What’s bothering you?’

What was bothering him?

He didn’t know. All he could be sure of was that he got annoyed whenever King Feanol acted like a caring outsider.

Even when he pretended to be adept, while having a former pagan slave as a queen despite all kinds of opposition.

‘She’s known all over the royal families now.’

‘She’s the daughter of the Pope.’

‘As your wife, in the north, she’d be under your jurisdiction. If what you’re feeling is just a clumsy sense of responsibility, let it go when you can. I won’t stop you. You’ll regret it a lot if you push for it with compassion or responsibility.’

‘…….’

‘At times like this, you look more like your mother than Ellen.’

You look more like your mother.


That wasn’t even funny.

Princess of Britannia and Duke Omerta.

A woman who had always been unhappy while living in the center of power and yearning for life, eventually hanged herself.

He was the first person to find her mother hanging from a willow tree early in the morning.

His father, who ran one step later, hit the willow tree until his fist was covered with blood.

Like the tree was the one who killed her.

At first, they really loved each other. They were so passionate.

No one interrupted the love between the two, nor were there any obstacles, so they just struggled in the pit created by themselves, but eventually the wife hung herself and the husband drove her to that act.

Neither side understood nor wanted to understand.

Yes, at first Izek wanted to meet his mother again and ask her.

He became a paladin with the desire to reunite with his mother, who became a ghoul in exchange for her unforgivable sin of suicide.

Such naive thoughts died down every time he killed a wild beast.

His mother really had died. But now, as a ghoul, she was just another being to kill.

The question of whether his mother would be among the countless fallen remains of his sword became irrelevant.

that he kicked himself out

not because of the shock caused by

was just the idea that the

blood. It was possible because he had the same

the good parent and

you didn’t know the

be if everything in the world was as simple as fighting the

was not

was still very simple. It was just a matter

king, his father, the commander of the Knights, the important

was a deadly existence that could

let her go, and even the Borgian family would not be able to overturn the negotiating table

could just put her on a ship and send her

decide to forget everything that had happened here, ask her to do her own work, and send her away forever on the condition that she would never step into the North

be his job to

why was he

trashy Vigilante guilds, pressuring his colleagues

hesitate

either. I didn’t know I could do this.…I’m

matter if

making excuses while calming the mad ice dragon with one word appeared in front

you push ahead with compassion or responsibility, you’ll regret it a

What the hell was

him since the night he saw the scars

her body that looked like it would break even with a little force, making his blood run cold, was it

the stable with a whip disturbed his

What? When? Why?

by the

‘You can hit me.’

first, he suspected that she was just trying to provoke him

was increasingly strange and that

fallen in

laugh. What did she mean by confessing her love

saying that it was okay

matter of falling in

to define exactly what it was. The more he looked at her, the more she

the sense of immaturity or innocence, but in the sense of

in a position to be so humiliated. She was the princess of Romagna, and

she was acting like

so afraid

didn’t even seem to know what she wanted,

she confessed her

became a Paladin, he has seen countless people who were helplessly

fine from the outside,

he had never

one or two crazy people, she wouldn’t go

Rudbeckia had never

of her

behind the power

Rembrandt Alfonso,

humiliation as a man, he gave his legacy