Anger wouldnât change a negative vote to a positive voteâŚ
Now was an opportunity to hear more about what the margrave was thinking.
Wouldnât that make it easier to persuade later?
ââŚâŚ.â
As if swallowing ten lumps that were burning inside, Rixus looked at my face and managed to suppress his anger.
Yuria seemed startled for a moment, but then she just shook her head in denial without saying anything.
Both of her cheeks suddenly reminded me of red rubies. It was as if she had imagined her married life with Rixus, even for a moment.
The middle-aged knight, who was as big as the city wall, spoke directly without hesitation.
âIf customs and lifestyles donât match, love will run across the sea.â
His tone became harsher.
âThe predetermined discord between the two of you will ruin Aktoum with war!â
âPredetermined discordâ.
At that provocative expression, Rixusâ eyes lit up like an active volcano.
Whooshâ
Rixus grabbed the armrest of the chair like he was about to crush it.
Veins protruded from his strong arms.
âIâm nervous.â
It felt like Rixus was already using 105% of his patience.
Fortunately, he was enduring like crazy because of me.
The margraveâs cold eyes shuddered.
âIn the end, it is self-evident that the two of you will become like âdeathâ to each other.â
â!â
Bang! In the blink of an eye, Rixus got up and swung his sword.
He hardly made any movement to draw the sword, but when I came to my senses, the tip of the sword was aimed precisely at the aging but thick neck of the margrave.
The sharp blade of the sword shone eerily.
Yuria screamed in shock, and I opened my eyes wide with tension.
At last, things were pushed to the brink.
I felt dizzy, the view in front of my eyes was swaying.
âOkay, Your HighnessâŚâ
However, even at this moment, the margrave did not waver, and exclaimed vigorously with his piercing eyes.
âTake my head off at once, and stop this pretentious marriage!â
ââŚâŚ.â
Rixus looked down at him with innocent eyes, like a child taking off a dragonflyâs wings, and drew his sword a little closer.
Whiiikâ
His silvery beard was cut off bit by bit.
On the neck of the old knight, a thin red line appeared because of the blade that cut through the neck folds.
Yuriaâs crying voice was heard.
However, it seemed that she could not intervene between the two of them.
ââŚItâs just a bluffâŚâ
Rixus looked down at him with blazing blue eyes.
His eyes sank, and his languid voice deepened like hell.
I felt my heart beating faster and faster as I watched the situation.
âThe Margrave knows it too. That your remarks have long crossed the line.â
As Rixus twisted his sword sharply, blood-red veins popped up on his neck.
Even though the margrave frowned, he finally met his gaze.
âNevertheless, there is only one reason why the Margraveâs head is still attached to the body.â
ââŚIs it because of my status as the borderâs guardian?â
Rixusâ eyes narrowed like a sneer. He looked as if he heard a really funny joke.
âNo.â
ââŚThen, what is it?â
âThe mercy of my wife.â
â!â
âBecause my merciful and beautiful wife told me to be patient.â
The margraveâs eyes shook for the first time.
He seemed surprised, for these werenât words an arrogant and proud crown prince would say.
Either way, Rixus lowered his broad back and made eye contact with the margrave, smiling and whispering.
âMy wife treats me like a dogâŚâ
ââŚâŚ.â
âAgain, Iâm a very good listener.â
Rixus snorted softly.
âSo I donât want the Margraveâs poor family life to be projected onto me and my lovely wife.â
Hearing his relaxed and somewhat sweet tone at a time like this gave me goosebumps.
âEspecially when you asked a man who was already engaged to get another womanâŚâ
Rixusâ eyes turned briefly to Yuria, who had turned white.
Then it returned to the margrave.
âItâs very disgusting.â
â!â
Yuriaâs eyes momentarily lost focus due to shock.
However, without any correction, Rixus simply put his sword back neatly and elegantly.
I felt as if I was standing and staring blankly at the scorched and burned ruins of my house.
âHow am I supposed to fix this?â
My stomach was burning black.
âI just want to die.â
âWith the way things are going, itâs going to end like this.â
The moment when I need to change the mood somehow.
ââŚâŚ.â
After I take a slow deep breath.
I picked up a wine glass and poured it over Rixus.
ââŚ?â
Rixus looked at me with a puzzled face.
I said casually.
âOh my. What should I do?â
It was just like an AI machine was speaking.
âMy hand slipped and your clothes are a mess.â
Rixus had an unreadable expression on his face, I didnât know if he was surprised by the performance of my feet or by the wine.
Of course, the probability of the former was overwhelmingly high.
I smiled embarrassedly and pretended to open his collar.
I just pretended. Because I didnât like getting wine on my hands.
âIâm sorry, Rixus.â
ââŚâŚ.â
I looked at Yuria as if I was sheepish.
âIt would be nice to have a change of clothes.â
Yuria, who had not been able to get out of her shock until then, barely came to her senses and whispered.
ââŚThere will be clothes in our mansion that fit His Highness the Crown Prince.â
âThank you.â
I smiled and got up first from the table and started walking.
âLetâs go, Rixus. Before you change clothes, you should clean up at least a little.â
It seemed Rixusâ fever from the margrave hadnât gone down yet, as he shook his clothes slightly and said,
âItâs okay. Iâm going to change anyway.â
ââŚReally? I was going to clean you myself.â
Rixus jumped up and followed me.
âWhat, why does it work so well?â
âSaying I will wipe him up myself, itâs like heâs going to chase me to hell.â
Anyway, I led him and brought him behind a wall where there was no one around.
Rixus said, his eyes looking at me with some sort of expectation.
âWipe me, Candy.â
I answered bluntly.
âItâs okay. Youâre going to change anyway.â
â!â
Rixusâ expression was as if he had been wronged, like a puppy who had been scammed with snacks.
Either way, I ignored him and started talking about what I wanted.
âRather than that, Rixus, come and change your clothes, and donât look for the Margrave for a while.â
ââŚWhy?â
He asked me, with a face still full of resentment.
âBecause Iâll try to convince him myself.â
Now, a strong question of âhow?â was engraved in Rixusâ eyes.
âThe Margrave is a strict and fiery old man. You wouldnât know how it would turn out if you talk to him alone.â
âI think I know how it will turn outâŚ?â
At my confident answer, Rixus raised his eyebrows in interest.
âIâm sure Rixus would doubt my words.â
Didnât we just see him, an old man who behaved as if he didnât understand language, as though he had his ears nailed shut.
He seemed to be saying that. He slowly folded his arms and looked down at me.
âIs my wife that great? Iâm getting curious.â
âI think Iâve played the role of a beloved wife enough in front of nobles, so now itâs my turn to play my real role.â
He seemed to like my confident answer.
I ran my index finger along his damp shirt, gently supporting his sharp jawline, and said,
âSo go calmly and change your clothes.â
He let out a low laugh at the command.
Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, lips between my cheek and my ear, whispering,
âYou just got so damn sexy. Queen.â
ââŚâŚâ
âIâm looking forward to it.â
* * *
âWhat kind of dog-like story did she hear that made her face look like a corpseâs?â
Deborah looked at Yuriaâs face and wondered.
She had seen her sitting with the margrave, Rixius and Berylia earlier.
As soon as the couple left their seats, Yuria dropped down like a boiled vegetable.
That was a bad sign. That her pawn was dying.
Even if she bit Berylia in a fresh and nimble manner, it wouldnât be enough.
Deborah asked with a very worried face.
âLady Yuria, why are you so gloomyâŚ?â
Yuria lowered her head while fiddling with the hem of her dress that was like fairy wings.
Then she bit her parched lips.
âHe said it was disgusting.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âHis Highness the Crown Prince said it was disgusting to associate with meâŚâ
Her pitiful eyes looked like they were about to burst into tears.
âItâs disgusting⌠He had said it frankly.â
Deborah sighed inwardly and clicked her tongue.
It was just like that arrogant prince to talk like that in front of a woman who liked him.
If it was Deborah herself, she would have abandoned such a man right away. But Yuria just looked hurt.
âFoolish bitch.â
Although she instinctively felt contempt for such Yuria, Deborah held her hand tightly without showing any expression.
And she said it as if her heart really hurt.
âThe Crown Prince, isnât he in a situation where he has no choice but to say that?â
ââŚâŚIs that so?â
Yuria then raised her head.
âHe firmly believes that this marriage is the only way out of the war.â
ââŚâŚâ
âBut, since the Margrave is so opposed to it, he has no choice but to keep his tears in his eyes and speak cruelly.â
It was questionable whether the madman had tears in his eyes.
âWill she fall for this sloppy cheer?â
Deborah had her doubts. The crown prince was so decisive that she could not offer more consolation than this.
But Yuria shook her head and said,
ââŚThatâs what I thought too.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âSince heâs not the kind of person to tell me that seriously.â
Itâs crossed. Disillusionment flashed in Deborahâs eyes.