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

 

voice belonged to

 

looked at her

 

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

 

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

 

to be a

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 way, his tight grip

Such a narrow-minded b*stard.

 

thought he’d just walk away like last

 

“You…”

 

The King

 

opened his mouth, a magnificent

indeed the most

 

King Feanol spoke.

 

a moderate yet business-like tone, “You must have taken trouble coming a long way, but I’m happy to have your

appreciate your

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

 

amount of money made by his

his marriage with me, responded with a polite attitude

 

expression

 

not an angry look, but one

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

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

 

looking at me carefully once, before leaving

 

child-like behaviour overlapped with

 

rang out from all over the

 

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

 

only he hadn’t been

 

bride will be surprised.” The queen gently calmed down the

 

mole underneath her eye. Light coffee-colored skin, which was rare for royalty. She stood out. I remember someone

daring of you to look at me

 

looked six or

 

staring at me, looked up at the queen, who slightly pushed her back. Her

 

Angvan Palace, Lady

“Thank you. Princess Ari.”

 

a big smile, the princess, who hid

 

like a kitten

 

why the existence of the princess

 

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 characteristics, the same position as any other

 

tried. Furthermore, with cousins ​​like Izek and

 

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

 

world and that world are

 

the banquet was carried forward

 

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

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