How to Get My Husband on My Side

“Young Lady?”

The Duke, who gave me a questioning look, was silent for a moment, before his face grew cold. It was quite spooky to see such a similar expression, reminding me that he was really Izek’s father.

“No……”

“Brother didn’t even show up.”

Ellenia stepped in again, as usual, her tone suggesting why we would do that.

Nevertheless, the Duke’s expression remained unchanged as he shot me a bitter gaze.

Hey, mister…

“It’s already winter, and you haven’t finished your duty yet?”

“That’s ……”

“Excuse me, Young Lady, I don’t know how to accept this present situation. Your Holiness assured me that he would never insult the North, so what is going on?”

Your guess is as good as mine. Why don’t you ask your son?

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand the Duke’s reaction.

From what I knew, I couldn’t claim that we were a proper couple since we didn’t spend a night together after the marriage. It would be unacceptable for such a proud family to suffer the humiliation of undergoing marriage annulment like my previous grooms did.

The problem is, why did Izek’s father, who only sat aside in the original, suddenly come out like this? The Duke’s aggressive pushing for Izek’s marriage was largely aimed at not being able to give his daughter to the Pope’s second son, but at the same time, there was also a hope that he would break his hard headed son’s bad habits.

Once the marriage was over, it would be easier to annul it, compared to if he had gotten married to a good northern family’s girl.

In other words, the Duke also expected that our marriage would not last long.

What was wrong with him? Are they just trying to show that they’re not that easy? To show that they had the control, and would gladly let me go when the time came, and to not even dream of doing it my way?

Haaa, if it were Rudbeckia, she would have turned the table upside down or laughed and provoked the other side.

He was doing this because I didn’t look like I would do that, right?

Should I be grateful that they were already underestimating me? I picked up the teacup again and smiled a little, “It’s just that I’ve fallen ill so many times. Everyone’s been pretty considerate. I’m ready to do my duty, so please don’t be angry, Father.”

The Duke still looked incredulous, but his expression relaxed slightly.

“Then I’m relieved. You’ve come all the way on a ship, so I hope you’ll feel better soon.”

“Thank you for your concern. Izek must be so sweet because you resemble your father. I think I’m very blessed.”

“…It’s a relief he’s understanding.”

Why did it sound so fake when he said it’s a relief? Did he expect a fight? A conspiracy sprang up. If I spent a night out with my husband, and we really became a couple, it would be difficult to break up later.

If we didn’t have our first night, like so far, there would be no need for annulment.

It was easy to make relationships, but divorce was another story.

Divorce in Romagna, ruled by the Pope, was taboo regardless of status. The neighboring countries loyal to the Vatican with the same faith also had a similar trend.

Of course, as anywhere else, they’re legally married. There were also people who lived separately and freely, but divorce was not an easy matter.

how openly the Pope had

lot to agree

was what the Duke is after,

a real couple, I

the marriage. So, as my

did well and

home. Maybe he’d let me live here as a hostage or whatever. Cesare couldn’t take me at will if Izek didn’t allow it, so I’d

sounds good.

but wanting nothing was different

Izek’s father

when he was angry that

was how to seduce

ascetic… would he really want to do something with me that might

* * *

when it first saw it. At this time,

my Lady. You’re

a little grateful that he had forgotten my embarrassing self from

did he mean by ‘You’re

Andymion. Did

don’t worry. I’m just saying it because I’m happy

this guy? You’re bored, so this is

to

you like some

thank you. I was dying of

fruit basket and sat next

thud, a huge paladin advanced closer to

eyes, tanned flesh and large build was very threatening. His low voice was

“Fruit?”

of answering, the angry bear-like paladin picked up a peach from the

Crunch!

and went back to training. Staring at his back, Andymion scratched his head

you have a

you can see, he’s

think all of you

that, ma’am, look over

“A match?”

It’s five to one.

side by side with Andymion, nibbling on

paladins, soon

Whoosh!

all

“Ahhhhh! So cool!”

“That’s my boss!”

“Fighting! My idol husband!”

“Idol… f-fighting!”

just say we acted as

the solemn and serious Paladins had begun

any case, the massacre of the paladins under the guise of a match

Thwack!

his fallen comrades and started striding towards me straight away. His momentum was so scary that we talked about anything we