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.”

her.” The archbishop, whose purple

to do with the attempt of

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

be nice if this archbishop was just an ambitious ordinary priest, but I had no way of knowing. Not only the archbishop but also the countless priests and monks of

they approached

was also proof that Cesare was watching me

was funny though. He was so obsessed with me, and yet, no trust in

out of the temple like Rudbeckia in the original book, it would cause

worried that Satan’s servant has re-emerged in this

was talking

like everyone

just hope the festival comes soon. If Cardinal Valentino comes, we’ll feel more secure than anything

if Cesare, the eldest son of the Pope, comes, only the temple will rejoice. I would definitely

wait to

he knew how much his lovely sister has been through, he

“It wasn’t exactly tough.”

to be treated so lightly. It

be worried about what Cesare would do, but

is it possible

a fight. They were the only ones who could

invited me at

big deal. I just wanted to give you some comfort because you might be surprised and confused due to the situation. I

so. I wished the

he’d do next time

glad to have the Archbishop’s kindness. Thank you for taking care of me. I’m not good at expressing myself, but

to the Holy Father, it is natural. Please feel free to

in time, ding-dong-ding. The sound of the afternoon bell

flies. Would you like to join me

I have a prior engagement

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

glance, confusion flashed across the archbishop’s face, faintly omitting the

that look? What was so

you’re getting

was