How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 96

 

“That’s so like Father. On the Omerta side, they can’t show it openly because of the presence of the princess, but it’s possible if we push her.”

 

Ha, yes. It’s really a Borgian idea.

 

Unless the Pope admits it, no king of any country can sit on the throne at will.

 

It was a powerful holy right that came down through a very long history.

 

Of course, no matter how absolute the power was, it was surprisingly unlikely that it had a great impact on the succession rights of other royal families without a proper justification in the Vatican.

 

For now, it was a common practice for the heir to the throne to pledge loyalty to the Pope, and for the Vatican to send greetings to attend the coronation ceremony in the sense of approval.

 

But if it’s the current situation in Britannia…….

 

If the Pope declared that there could be no king mixed with the blood of a pagan, there was no shortage of justification.

 

It was rather unfair. There would be many people inside Britannia who’d welcome it.

 

No, there’d be a lot. If Omerta agrees with that, the result was already set.

 

Was that why they were talking earlier?

 

Did King Feanol ever guess what would happen?

 

“Do you want to be a queen, Ruby?”

 

There was actually someone else who wanted to hear that question.

 

As the wave-like confusion receded, my mind worked quickly.

 

If it really happened, wouldn’t the ending of the original work, which I was so worried about, be a completely different world story?

 

Ellenia’s assassination was likely to have never happened.

 

But what about Arien? What will happen to Arien? And should I say that this was right?

 

“I… I don’t know, I’ve never imagined it. I don’t know if my husband will agree with it.”

 

“It’s your husband. All you have to do is say that you want to be a queen.”

 

Cesare muttered with a snort.

 

I wondered if he was serious, as his purple eyes became distorted.

 

I carefully chose my words, swallowing my trembling breath.

 

“But then.. I have no chance of going back home. Is that okay with you?”

 

Cesare did not answer immediately.

 

Instead, he just stood holding my hand and stared at me silently for a long time.

 

Emotions were completely gone in both eyes.

 

“You’re right. Even if it’s not Father, I’m me.”

 

Finally, the voice answering the question was low. It sounded almost hoarse.

 

“So you can’t be a person who is satisfied with catching fish while living on an island.”

 

“That…”

 

want to be a queen, Ruby? Be honest. Are

 

As the blue fire blazed,

 

question, it was such a

 

that all of

 

to him. I

 

open. This wasn’t

 

his eyes, I

 

be true.

 

a blind eye to the temple’s approach throughout your time here.

 

people in the family always doubt it, so my husband hates

 

all costs. You don’t just write letters that are monitored

 

word sounded like an

 

the hatred

 

passed

 

he mad with

 

had

 

right from birth, a flawless noble lineage, knight’s

 

that the Pope’s eldest

 

of the inferiority complex

 

didn’t know it would be this

 

presence to be a

 

“I…”

 

“…….”

 

I’m very confused right now. My husband is nice to me,

 

shouldn’t have said

 

shouldn’t have said

 

was that I had no idea what the source of Cesare’s inferiority

 

problem was that I was not the real Rudbeckia to know

 

shouldn’t have let you go

 

cut me off and growled

 

made the decision, it

 

I didn’t expect that even after seeing all those moments. Do you want to be a queen with

 

“I-I mean…”

 

only a moment before he abandons you. If

 

* * *

 

here a long time ago. Was it when I was

 

“Is that so…?”

 

that time, the princess was

 

I was so

 

but she actually

 

A time when the courtyard of Omerta’s was full of young children

 

memory, Ellenia stared at the sparkling

 

showed no signs

 

“Are they fighting?”

 

“I think so too….”

 

head. Likewise, he

 

“At this point…”

 

“Ellen!”

 

about to say let’s

 

voice. At the same time,

 

did you come all the way

 

here to find you, to take a walk. I’ve been sitting down for so long

 

her temple, Sir Camu, a man

 

blind eye to him and Ivan

 

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