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…”

 

changed, you should have

 

chilling voice

 

at her brother with that impassive

 

have stopped by. You don’t even know how

 

changed the atmosphere by hitting Izek’s arm, who was still busy staring at

 

seemed to be a very

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 way, his

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

though. I thought he’d just walk away like last

 

“You…”

 

The

 

finally opened his

the most

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

impression, said in a moderate yet business-like tone,

your

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

 

a considerable amount

responded with a polite attitude to the

 

king’s expression became

 

look,

you never listen to me, even after I kept

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

 

me, looking at me carefully once, before leaving

 

child-like behaviour overlapped

 

rang out from all over the

 

yes, laugh as much as you can. I will be the fool smiling even when my husband throws

 

only he hadn’t

 

gently calmed down the king,

 

Lemon-colored eyes with a mole underneath her eye. Light coffee-colored skin, which was rare for royalty. She stood out. I remember someone said that she was a slave

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

 

six or seven

 

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 as she

 

to Angvan

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

who hid herself

 

like

 

the existence of the princess was so insignificant in

 

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

 

king tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like Izek and Ellenia, Ari would be an eternal stranger

 

was never in a position to sympathise with anyone, but I held a bit of pity for

 

that world are not

 

the banquet was carried forward

 

talking, the laughter

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