How to Get My Husband on My Side

For now, I decided to put aside the suspicions, reply to Cesare’s letter, which was postponed due to the running away disturbance, and go to the temple to meet the archbishop.

The contents of Cesaren’s letter were as dry and to the point as usual.

The Romangnan border turmoil and the Limini march had been successfully concluded, and the family was doing well and often thought of me.

As usual, writing back was quite a difficult task.

He was a man who wouldn’t look twice at a letter, even if you wrote briefly.

I was sure he heard the whole story of my runaway incident. I also thought he would have liked it because he wouldn’t want me to be doing very well here.

Anyway, I roughly skipped that part and poured out all kinds of flattery and insincere words, including that I wanted to see him as we had a lot to talk about.

This was just my fate. I really hope he didn’t actually come.

“I’m glad to see you recover safely.”

When I arrived at the temple, the archbishop welcomed me with an ‘emotional’ expression.

If I didn’t know any better, I would have been moved.

“You don’t know how worried everyone was. All we could do is pray, so we fasted and prayed all night long during your disappearance. Fortunately, the Lord have heard the earnest cries of humble servants.”

“Thank you for your hard work. Thanks to you, I’m back safely.”

I was the one who knew better than anyone what a hunger strike was, but I just decided not to think about it. Well, it might be different here.

Light sunlight penetrated the stained glass ceiling.

The interior of the temple, which was like a dark labyrinth because of the nice weather, also felt soothing.

“I don’t know how you’ll take it, but I’ve heard about Lady Rudbeckia’s vulgar assumptions which have been circulating in the capital. I’m ashamed that you must have had a hard time because of that.”

The Archbishop also seemed to think that this was the cause of my neglect.

Well, in the eyes of others, I guess it does seem so. Thank you for the misunderstanding.

“You don’t have to do that. I don’t care anymore. Above all, I’m just glad Lady Furiana is safe.”

the angel of Sistine. You can’t compare to her.” The archbishop, whose purple eyes

have nothing to do with the attempt

she was a cherished niece, there were many people who could pretend to care and regard them as faithful family

nice if this archbishop was just an ambitious ordinary priest, but I had no way of knowing. Not only

they approached

was also proof that Cesare was watching me

trust in me. Obsessed to the point that he wouldn’t allow a

in and out of the temple like Rudbeckia in the original book, it would cause misunderstanding between my husband

Satan’s servant has re-emerged

He was talking about

seemed like everyone

which is losing the true mindset of believers. I just hope the festival comes

son of the Pope, comes, only the temple

to see him

you. If he knew how much his lovely sister has been through, he would

“It wasn’t exactly tough.”

one to be treated so lightly. It would be natural for His

Cesare would do, but hoping he

possible for Cesare to

two of them would have a fight. They were the only ones who

invited me at

because you might be surprised and confused due to the situation. I didn’t know who did it, but he will surely

so. I wished the

he say he’d do next time he

taking care of me. I’m not good at expressing

loyal to the Holy Father, it is natural. Please feel free to visit us. I’ll do everything I can to

sound of the

Would you like to join me for

a prior engagement

a torture session under the guise of a meal. The Archbishop’s reaction was a little strange, as

across the archbishop’s face, faintly omitting the rest of his

was that look? What

see. I’m glad you’re getting closer

as it was before, but somehow, my mouth ran