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…”

 

the schedule had changed, you should have told

 

chilling voice belonged to

 

us and looked at her brother

 

stopped by. You don’t even know how to be grateful

 

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

 

be a very natural

made, but by maintaining an unmoving figure, Izek was making this barely cheerful atmosphere awkward again. By the way,

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

thought

 

“You…”

 

The King

 

opened his

was indeed the most

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

of the North, with a gentle and gracious impression, said in a moderate yet business-like tone, “You must have taken trouble coming a long

your hospitality, Your

my nephew to appear on time for a banquet, but it seems like after getting

 

Feanol had a considerable amount of money made by his

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

 

king’s expression became

 

was not an angry look, but one of

why you never listen to me, even after I kept requesting

blame? Since I was the one who brought this on myself.” His cynical tone was so

 

before leaving like a storm, clicking

 

behaviour overlapped with

 

out from all over

 

you can. I will be the fool

 

he hadn’t been

 

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

 

was rare for royalty. She stood out. I remember someone said that she was a slave from

it’s daring of you to look at me like that. Let’s say hello

 

or

 

at me, looked up at the queen, who slightly pushed her back. Her long braided reddish-brown hair

 

to Angvan Palace,

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

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

 

was like a kitten

 

the existence of the

 

Feanol was a good enough lover to 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 pagan

 

inevitable no matter how hard the king tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like Izek and Ellenia, Ari would

 

to sympathise with anyone, but I held a bit of pity

 

and that world are

 

after the greeting, the banquet was carried forward

 

talking, the laughter and the glasses clinking was all that could

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