How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 8

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This was unexpected, so even I was a little surprised.

 

There was a commotion. Whether others were seeing or not, Izek grabbed me and turned me around to see for himself. Caught in his giant grasp, I felt like a chick trapped inside an eagle’s claw.

 

Was he going to hit me?

 

I didn’t care as long as I didn’t die.

 

“Say it again. Hiding…What are you going to do while hiding?”

 

“I-I’ll just hide and watch. Even if I follow you, you won’t know…”

“Do you want to die?”

 

His tone sounded pretty odd for a threat.

 

Of course, I was doing this so I wouldn’t die, so I shook my head.

 

“Then, why would you do that?”

 

“I, I…would like to see you, but I don’t want to be a nuisance…”

 

Like a cute fan.

Surely, he wouldn’t think his weak wife would try to assassinate him. There’s a saying that the only person brave enough to assassinate a paladin is a suicide lovers.

As I tried to make the eyes as teary as possible, my husband, who was staring at me with an unknown look, suddenly let out a sound similar to a sigh and touched his temple. At the same time, Sir Ivan, who was watching us with a somewhat absent-minded look, coughed, “Lady Rudbeckia, that’s a very dangerous act.”

 

“What?”

 

“I don’t mean that he’ll mistake his wife for an assassin. As you know, the North is a dangerous place, so we’re a little different from the knights who grew up in the South. It’s not as safe as the last time, but if you’re near us when we’re tracking down the monsters, we may kill you without knowing what’s going on.

I see.  Who knows what they would do if they were at their peak? Maybe they’ll be as hyperactive as humans would be on drugs. Naturally, I didn’t want to pretend to chase except where safety was guaranteed. But, I guess, I do look like a fangirl from their reactions. Thank you for misunderstanding, you delusional patients.

(T/N: 도끼병 is the term used here, apparently it’s a disease where the patient believes everybody has a crush on him/her xDDD)

“Oh, I’m in such trouble. I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m from the South…”

 

“Don’t say that. No wonder you don’t know. It’s fine, right? Hey, say something.”

 

Izek, who didn’t budge, was silent. He just stared at me with a strange look, chewing on his bottom lip.

 

He seemed to be thinking about how he’d get annoyed to death.

 

I stuttered with a glum expression, as much as possible.

 

“D-Don’t worry. I’ll never get you in trouble…”

 

you should have

 

voice belonged

 

to us and looked at her brother with

 

by. You don’t even know how to

 

the atmosphere by hitting Izek’s arm, who was still busy staring at me, with a slightly playful blow using the tip

 

seemed to be

you would usually hear a reply like ‘Where is the beauty?’ was made, but by maintaining an unmoving figure, Izek was making this barely cheerful atmosphere awkward again. By the

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

I thought he’d just walk away like last

 

“You…”

 

The King has

 

he had finally opened his mouth,

the most appropriate

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

with a gentle and gracious impression, said in a moderate yet business-like tone, “You must have taken trouble coming a long way, but I’m happy to

your hospitality,

but it seems like after getting married, little

 

Feanol had a considerable amount of money made by his

to his marriage with me, responded with a polite attitude to the jab, “The son will

 

expression

 

angry look,

to me, even after I

the one who brought this on myself.” His cynical tone was so cold that everyone who listened to it felt chills run down their

 

me, looking at me carefully once, before leaving like

 

behaviour

 

from all over the

 

as you can. I will be the fool smiling

 

only he hadn’t been

 

gently calmed down the king, who was about to burst into a fit. She

 

was rare for royalty. She stood out.

look at me like that. Let’s say hello with an

 

six or seven

 

brilliant turquoise eyes, the princess, who was staring at me, looked up at the queen, who slightly pushed her back. Her long braided reddish-brown hair swayed

 

to Angvan Palace,

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

her with a big smile, the princess, who hid herself behind the queen’s skirt, quickly

 

like a kitten

 

it was clear why the existence of the princess

 

give the crown to a former Pagan slave, that too, a dancer. But he could not give his daughter, who resembled her mother and had those familiar

 

king tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like

 

in a position to sympathise with anyone, but I held

 

it, this world and that world

 

the greeting, the banquet was carried forward in

 

bands played, the sound of people talking, the laughter and the glasses clinking was

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