This was unexpected that I was even a little surprised.
There was a fuss as everyone was surprised. Isaac, who didnât care about othersâ reaction, held me back and turned around to see me.
I felt like a chick stuck in an eagleâs claws when I was held in his enormous grasp.
Is he going to hit me?
I donât care as long as he doesnât kill me.âŚ.
âSay it again. Hide⌠and do what?â
âI-Iâll just hide and watch. Iâll follow you around without you knowingâŚâŚ.â
âDo you want to die?â
The tone was a bit off if it meant to be a threat.
Of course, I shook my head quickly because I was trying not to die.
âThen why would you do that?â
âW-WellâŚ. I want to see you, but I donât want to bother youâŚâŚ.â
Just like a small fan. Do you think I, a vulnerable wife, able to spy then assassinate you?
There was a saying that it was a suicide mission trying to assassinate a paladin. Only nonsensical person would do that.
As I was trying to make my eyes look as bubbly as possible, my husband, who had been staring into my eyes with an unknown look, suddenly made a sound similar to a sigh and touched his temple.
At the same time, Sir Ivan, who was watching us with a somewhat blank look, secretly coughed.
âLady Rudbeckia, that is a very dangerous act.â
âPardon?â
âIâm not saying that this bastard isnât good enough to mistake his wife for an assassinâŚâŚ As you know, the North is a dangerous place, so we are trained a little differently to those knights who are from the South. Last time, the lady was in a safe area in the temple and training area but if the lady is hiding away nearby when we have to draw our sword and use our divinnity to eradict magic, it will be hard for us to tell the difference between the monster attacking and the lady which might accidentally kill the lady because we donât know.â
I see. No one would have guessed that when one was using their maximum power, they would be in a high-state of mindâ as if youâd been drugged.
Naturally, I had no intention of pretending to chase something other than a safe place for myself
Still, looking at the reaction, I guess I really acted as an obsessive fan. Thanks for the misunderstanding, you delusions.
âAh⌠I almost caused you trouble. Iâm sorry, Iâm such a SouthernâŚâŚ.â
âDonât say that. It goes without saying that you donât know, do you? Hey, say something.â
The persistent Isaac was silent. He just licked the tip of his lips and stared at me with a strange stare.
He seemed to be dying of annoyance.
I stuttered with a sullen expression on my face, as if I am reflecting on myself as much as I could.
âWell, donât worry. Iâll never put you in troubleâŚâŚ.â
âWhy didnât you let me know in advance if your schedule had changed?â
The cold voice belonged to Ellenia.
Ellenia came close to us and looked at her brother with that expressionless face.
âEllen is right. You couldâve stopped by the house. You arenât even appreciate to have these beauties waiting for you.â
Freya changed the mood by playfully hitting Isaacâs arm with the tip of her fan, who was still glaring at me.
The whole interaction seemed very natural as if it were common.
It was an atmosphere that seemed to demand a reply like, âWhere is the beauty?â but Isaac was making the cheerful attempt awkward again by maintaining a consistent appearance.
For your information, his big grasp still clasped around my shoulder. What a narrow-minded fellow.
This response was interesting, though. I thought heâd just ignore me and walk away like he did last time.âŚ.
âYouâŚâ
âHis Majesty the King is entering!â
As soon as he finally opened his mouth, a magnificent horn rang out.
It was the right time.
* * *
King Faenol opened his mouth.
The King of the North, with a gentle and dignified impression, spoke in a tone that felt moderately businesslike and favorable.
âYou must have been exhausted from coming a long way, but thank you for illuminating this place, Lady Rudbeckia.â
âI also thank you for the hospitality, Your Majesty.â
âItâs rare for my niece to show up at this kingâs banquet on time, but looking at it today, it seems that men really grow up once they got married. Isnât that right, SIr Isaac?â
From the looks of it, it seemed that King Feanol had a lot of money accumulated by his nephew, who had been indifferent.
Likewise, Isaac, who must have accumulated a considerable amount of money from his maternal uncle due to his marriage with me, responded with a very polite attitude to the scratching inside joke.
âIsnât that what father and son suposed to be like?â
The image of a benevolent His Majesty distorted as his expression turned displeasedly.
His expression didnât change because he was displeased genuinely, his expression had a strange bitterness in it.
âIsnât it because youâve been making a fuss to the priest for a long time since you donât want to hear it?â
âWho are you going to blame, Iâve shot myself in the foot, so I have to think about it..â
The voice was filled with cynicism, something that didnât suit his age, which brought chills to everyone who heard it.
The tone had a different feeling from when he was dealing with me.
Isaac glanced at me, who was looking at him with a careful expression, and clicked his tongue as if he didnât like it, and left like a storm.
That childâs mentality for toddlerhood is on par with Cesare.
Loud laughter could be heard from all over the place.
Yes, yes, all of you could laugh at me as much as you wanted. Iâm the fool who had to smile even when my husband threw me aside.
âIf only he hadnât been Isisâs sonâŚâŚ.â
âCalm down, Your Majesty. The new bride will be surprised.â
The queen, who gently calmed the king who was about to burst into lamentation, smiled kindly toward me.
Rich reddish brown hair. Lemon-colored eyes with a mole under her eyes.
Light coffee-colored skin, which is rare for a royalty, stood out.
I think it was said that she came from a slave in the East, but it seemed that my memory was right.
âCome on, Princess. Itâs rude to look at someone like that. You have to greet them with courtesy.â
I think that child is around six or seven years old.
The royal daughter, who was looking at me with her turquoise eyes wide open, looked up at the queen who pushed her back slightly. The long braid of reddish-brown hair fluttered.
ââŚâŚWelcome to Angevin Palace, Lady Rudbeckia.â
âThank you, Princess Arien.â
When I greeted her with a big smile, the royal daughter, who quickly hid herself behind the queenâs skirt, poked her head out with widened eyes.
She looked like a cute kitten.
Seeing this, I could see why the princessâ existence was so insignificant in the original story.
King Feanol was a monarch who had given a crown to his dancer loverâ a slave from a pagan country, but he could not give his daughterâwho looked a lot like her mother with the pagan characteristicsâthe same position as any other princess.
It was inevitable no matter how hard the king tried.
Moreover, as long as they have cousins like Isaac and Ellenia, Arien will be a permanent stranger in Britanniaâs aristocratic society.
I wasnât in a position to sympathize with anyone at all, but there was a bit of pity for the princess.
Damn this world or that world.
Anyway, after the greeting, the banquet started in full swing.
The music played by the bands, the sound of people talking, the sound of laughter, the sound of glasses clinking with each order, and the rustling of jewelry filled the huge banquet hall.
âThe sleeves are unique. I guess itâs popular in the southâ
âHaha, Iâm still waiting for my new dress.â
âDid you get your new clothes fitted already?â
âDo you like the food here? I had a hard time visiting Romagna before because the southern food didnât suit my taste.â
As I sat at the dinner table with Ellenia, many questions were asked.
It was expected that they would glare at me, who was still smiling happily even after being properly humiliated with half pity, half ridicule, and mixed emotions.
Yeah, continue to give more of those looks! Iâm a fool who canât even think of hurting anyone!
âPhew, Ellen.â
âFrey? Where have you been?â
Freya, who had been missing for a while, finally reappeared and joined our table.
It was nice to see her complexion all flushed as if she had been riding a horse in the interim.
Freya sat on Elleniaâs right side and said to me right away.
âIâm sorry, maâam. I tried to bring him back in, but now my words are spilling over the back of his ears. Anyway, where did I leave my mannerâŚâŚ.â
âYouâve done something useless. When did my brother ever pretend to listen to us?â
âIs that so? Phew. Maâam, do you like horseback riding? Ellen and I host a horse riding party every summer.â
âIâm not very good at it, but I enjoy it.â
âDonât worry, as long as you enjoy it.â
In fact, it was the opposite.
In my previous life, I was quite good at it, but I didnât like horseback riding.
Now that I think about it, I think I just hated riding clubs. However, It was the only means of transportation here, so there was nothing I could do about it.
âItâs hard for anyone to catch up with miladyâs skills. Sir Isaac helped her, of course. Why donât you ask your husband for help, too?â
One of the ladies sitting opposite her smiled at me. The narrow, curved gray eyes gleamed provocatively.
Before I could open my mouth, Freya quickly intervened.
âThatâs when I was a kid, Lady Consolacion. Besides, was there something I was good at?â
âOf course it is. Donât get me wrong, Lady Furiana.â
Lady Consolacion apologized kindly to Freyaâs farm-stuffing and exchanged glances with others. Her eyes are full of joy and happiness.
Why was there always one person like that everywhere?
âThank you for your concern. But I canât take away his busy time with such a trifle.â
When I said with a smile, silence lingered for a moment.
Lady Consolacion looked at my smiling face as if it was absurd, but soon cleared her throat and responded with an awkward smile.
Did you suddenly lose your excitement? Ho Ho.
âBy the way, summer is coming to an end. This yearâs gladiatorial game will be held earlier than last time, right?â
âWill Sir Isaac attend this game?â
âWell, Iâm looking forward to it, but if Sir Isaac is present, the winner will be very obvious.â
âI donât know what it will be like this year. I wonder who will receive the flower of glory this time more than that.â
The conversation quickly shifted to another topic.
When the mention of the gladiatorial game came out, I felt nauseous.
It was because Cesare would visit this gladiatorial season.
The gladiatorial game, which is held every three years in Earendil, was the largest event with the longest history on the continent, so participants and visitors from each country were bound to flock.