How To Get My Husband On My Side

Chapter 8

This was unexpected, so even I was a little surprised.

A commotion broke out. Unbothered by the crowd, Izek grabbed me and turned me around to see me for himself. Caught in his tight grasp, I felt like a mouse trapped inside an eagle's claw.

Was he going to hit me?

I didn't care as long as I didn't die.

"Say that again. Hiding... What are you going to do while hiding?"

"I-I'll just hide and watch. Even if I follow you, you wouldn't know..."

"Do you want to die?" His tone sounded pretty odd for a threat.

Of course, I was doing this so I would not 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 bother..." Like a cute fan.

Surely, he wouldn't think his weak wife would try to assassinate him. Clearly, the only person brave enough to try and assassinate a Paladin was someone with a death wish.

As I tried to make tears come out of my eyes, my husband, staring at me with a look I couldn't figure out, suddenly let out a sound similar to a sigh and rubbed his temple. At the same time, Sir Ivan, who was watching us with a somewhat solemn look, coughed, "Lady Rudbeckia, that is a very dangerous thing to do."

"Pardon?"

"I don't mean to say that Lord Izek would ever mistake his wife for an assassin, but, as you know, the North is a dangerous place, so we're not like the knights that you're used to from the South. Our bodies are trained differently from other knights, and if the Lady is near us when our divine powers and swordsmanship hit maximum levels, we wouldn't be able to distinguish humans from monsters, and may end up killing you without knowing what's going on."

Right... Paladins were rumored to enter a state of frenzy when their swordsmanship and divinity reached their peaks. Naturally, I never intended to follow Izek to such dangerous places, but I guess I did look like a fangirl judging from their reactions. Thank you for misunderstanding me, you delusional people.

"Oh, I almost got myself into trouble. I'm sorry, it's just that since I'm from the South..."

"Please don't say that. It's no wonder you didn't know. It's fine, right? Hey, say something," Ivan objected without missing a beat.

Izek, who didn't budge an inch, was silent. He just stared at me with a strange look in his eyes, chewing on his bottom lip. He seemed to be thinking about how he'd get annoyed to death by me.

"D-Don't worry. I'll never get you in any trouble..." I made sure to stutter, looking as crestfallen as possible.

"If your schedule has changed, you should have told me in advance." That cold voice belonged to Ellenia. She came close to us and glared at her brother with an impassive look on her face.

"Ellen's right," Freya, walking up to Izek, said with a cheer. "You could have stopped by. You don't even know how to be grateful for the beauties waiting at home."

She playfully tapped Izek's arm with the tip of her fan, breaking the tense atmosphere. The move seemed to come very naturally.

He was still staring at me.

Usually, in this type of situation, you would hear a reply like 'What beauties?', but by maintaining his statue-like silence, Izek was making this barely cheerful atmosphere awkward again. Not to mention my poor shoulder still trapped in his tight grip.

Such a narrow-minded bastard.

This response of his was interesting, though. I thought he'd just walk away like last time.