My Husband, the Commander of Imperial Guards, Wants to Divorce Me, But I Don’t Want to Part With My Angelic Stepchild.

I used to hear stories from my sister, Malane, the Queen of the Side, from Marquis Hattere, that she was surprised when the word "calm down" popped up. Besides, the lady knew that the warrant was laid and no one was supposed to know.

I don't even know how Noah feels. He said it with a good face, so I say that my sister got angry and said she didn't even want to see her face. He then wondered why Lady Marquis Hattere knew, and consulted His Majesty.

When my sister told me the story, I thought the Marquis Hattere might be connected to the Trojan State, and I talked to Fee. Fee also seemed to have already suspected his uncle and the Marquis Hattere by then.

But I don't know what's in the world for Noah to meet him and be brought into the mansion. And I'm glad Noah's okay. If something had happened to Noah, I couldn't have stayed calm.

"What connection does the Marquis Hattere have to Troy?

"It seems that the Marquis' nanny husband was a Trojan, on the brink of His Royal Highness the late Third Prince, who had planted money for the prince or sent his own hands to hide him when his husband was in danger of his life"

"Yes. So the Marquis gave Anton a hand, like he knew that man's mother too?

Sounds like it.

Fee looked sinister. I remember my birthday night on that face. That day, my father-in-law and my mother-in-law came and celebrated my birthday. That night, I noticed Phee in the courtyard if she wasn't asleep, and for a little while, I talked to him.

I was told at that time what I didn't know about Anton's mother. I know Anton's mother and stepfather were close. Because I've heard it from ancient servants. But as Anton grew, Anton's mother also heard that she had become plugged in and slept.

"Could it have been on the Marquis Hattere's guide that a Trojan spy was entering this country?

"You're sharp about Yuri. You're probably right."

Phee, saying so, looked tired.

"You know what kind of race doesn't make sense? Tired......"

"Could it be the Marquis Hattere?

"Oh. I wish I had confessed, but I didn't have the appearance of being bad, and I don't have the consciousness to say that I invited a spy into this country. I believed I was just helping the Trojans in trouble."

"That's a pain in the ass. So, you want me to punish you?

"That could be good. Stop it, please."

Fee, while agreeing, rethought and sighed deeply.

"I won't talk about it if my spirit is passed away"

"I'm not gonna hunt you down that far."

"No, that was so scary and bad for my heart that I thought even the evil spirits had gotten over it"

"Really? As much as I hated the Marquis for trying to get my hands on Noah myself?

"I think everyone who was there was certifying someone who shouldn't really piss you off."

"So much? No way. Nor Noah?

"You thought so."

Fee grinned bitterly.

"But it was nice talking to Yuri. I still have to ask the Marquis Hattere for more information. It's refreshing to feel heavier."

"So, me, hang out with the investigation?

Phee refused to shy away from that, but later, when I showed my face with a body that had brought a plug to the Marquis Hattere's place of inquiry, Phee was absent, but until then the Marquis, who had engaged Phee's men in a lazy pursuit, was to be blue and spit it all out when he met me.