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…”

 

had changed, you

 

chilling voice

 

to us and looked at her brother with that impassive

 

by. You don’t even

 

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

 

to be a

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

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

I thought he’d just walk away like last

 

“You…”

 

Majesty The King has

 

when he had finally opened his mouth, a

was indeed the most appropriate

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

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

your hospitality, Your

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

 

had a considerable amount of money

responded with a polite attitude to

 

expression became

 

not an angry look, but

to me,

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

 

at me carefully once, before leaving like

 

child-like behaviour overlapped

 

from all

 

much as you can. I will be the fool smiling even

 

he hadn’t been Isis’

 

be surprised.” The queen gently calmed down the king, who was about to burst into a fit. She

 

eye. Light coffee-colored skin, which was rare for royalty. She stood out. I remember someone said that she

to look at me

 

or

 

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 as she

 

Angvan

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

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

 

was like a

 

was clear why the existence of the

 

to a former Pagan slave, that too, a dancer. But he could not give his daughter, who resembled

 

matter how hard the king tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like Izek and Ellenia, Ari would

 

with anyone, but I held a

 

it, this world and that world

 

banquet was

 

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

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