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…”

 

schedule had changed, you should have told

 

chilling voice belonged to

 

close to us and looked at her brother with that impassive

 

don’t even know how to

 

still busy staring at me, with a slightly playful blow using the tip

 

be

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

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

I thought he’d just walk away like last

 

“You…”

 

Majesty The King

 

opened

indeed the most

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

North, with a gentle and gracious impression, said in a moderate yet business-like tone, “You

appreciate your hospitality, Your

but it seems like after getting married, little boys really do grow up. Isn’t

 

had a considerable amount of money

gotten enough money due to his marriage with me, responded with a polite attitude

 

expression became

 

an angry look, but one

me, even after I kept requesting

even say, and whom can I even blame? Since I was the one who brought this on myself.” His cynical tone was so cold that everyone

 

at me, looking at me carefully once, before leaving

 

behaviour overlapped with

 

rang out from all over the

 

as you can. I will be the fool

 

only he hadn’t been Isis’

 

gently calmed down the king,

 

skin, which was rare for royalty. She stood out. I

at me

 

or

 

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

 

Angvan Palace,

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

princess, who hid herself behind the queen’s skirt, quickly

 

was like a kitten

 

existence of the princess was

 

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 characteristics, the same position as

 

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

 

in a position to sympathise with anyone, but I held

 

that world are not much

 

after the greeting, the banquet was carried forward in

 

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

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