How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 44

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The golden sun of Romagna was warming the cobblestone road leading to San Midre Cathedral.

 

Around the fountain where the statue of the Holy Mother was built, plump white pigeons are gathered as usual to enjoy the afternoon sunbathing.

Such easygoing and bold creatures, they didn’t look at people even when they sat close.

 

Even if it was a cardinal that made even an arrogant nobleman shiver.

 

To be fair, that side also didn’t pay much attention to the flock of pigeons.

 

The young cardinal’s broad shoulders were not just a perch for pigeons, but also messenger birds with elegant golden tails.

 

One of the birds quickly flew from the northern capital across the sea to the Papal States, Romagna and proudly completed his mission.

 

Although he deserved an award, the man who finished reading the letter remained silent for a while.

 

His black hair, which glowed blue in the sun, tanned copper skin, deep dark blue eyes, and sculpture-like facial features, boasted devilish beauty.

 

Sitting still, barely blinking, there was no sign of humaneness in him.

 

“You must be really worried.”

 

In the end, a servant, who was standing nearby pretending to feed the pigeons, broke the silence first.

 

In contrast to his superior, the elegant handsome man, he had dark red hair and a scar across one eye.

 

It was amazing how pigeons fed what he ate without running away.

 

“I’m worried.”

 

“Well, I’m glad she got home safely. Your brother-in-law has been searching through Elendale for four days. She feels better, apparently.”

 

“…….”

 

the sea. You don’t trust me completely anyway,

 

obvious Pietro had the nerve to look into his superior’s letter and then

 

not reprimand Pietro, who was busy

 

oversmart him, he’d

be difficult to find again a loyal servant like Pietro anywhere in the

 

monsters, cruelty to even make Satan cry, the

 

“It’s a surprise.”

 

the sea must have also

 

surprise how long you’ve been

 

at all, despite

 

talking,

 

would make such a fuss? Well, if it was someone your sister’s age, you never know

 

pursed as he crumpled the

 

nothing more than a paper towel to be thrown

 

who stood up stiffly and insisted

 

time, it was a little different. It was

 

his father, the Pope, was crucial. The fact alone is irritating, and the point that he had never got to see his

 

like him since he was a knight, but when he finished researching what kind

 

have no objection to the fact that this marriage

 

was this uncomfortable

had asked to stay quiet, broke his instructions

 

was already annoying.

 

wanted to catch the most noble knight of the

 

have taken Rudcbekia’s little

 

limbs twice, but I don’t know

 

the letter and

 

when had Pietro managed to

 

was always in his

 

young age to now, this remained unchanged, even though

 

moment, there was no way to know the

 

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