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.”

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

this man really have nothing to do with the attempt of

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

priest, but I had no way of knowing. Not only the archbishop but also the countless priests and monks of this temple, with Cesare’s spy network hidden in

approached

proof that Cesare was watching

funny though. He was so obsessed with me, and yet, no trust in me. Obsessed to the point that he wouldn’t

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

worried that Satan’s servant has

talking about my

seemed like everyone

a punishment for the North, which is losing the true mindset of believers. I just hope the

the eldest son of the Pope, comes,

can’t wait to

you. If he knew how much his

“It wasn’t exactly tough.”

of you to say. But you’re not the one to be treated so lightly. It would be natural for His Grace

what Cesare would do, but hoping

haha, is it possible for Cesare to

the two of them would have a

you invited

a big deal. I just wanted to give you some comfort because you might be surprised and confused due to the situation. I didn’t know who

I wished the same came

he’d do next

Thank you for taking care of me. I’m not good

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

 ding-dong-ding. The sound of the afternoon bell

Would you like to join

fine. I have a

guise of a meal. The Archbishop’s reaction was a little strange, as he

across the archbishop’s

that look? What was

glad you’re getting closer

sounded as sweet as it was before, but somehow,