The Earl’s Bad Wife

I managed to get through it with temper and guts, although it was an outrageous date from the engagement show to today.

My sisters, who were married to the province this time, gathered for my wedding.

Only Sister Dorothea, who lives in the Wang capital, could not come for any reason. The doctor told me to rest at home. Your sister was about to give birth. The due date was a while ago, so it's not a strange situation whenever I'm born.

Moreover, a diagnosis had been made that this time it might be twins. I thought I wanted to dream that my niece or nephew could have both at once. I look forward to the birth now or now, more than ever before.

This time, I was sorry that I was unable to attend the wedding, but I went to visit you wearing my wedding costume just before the ceremony and he was happy.

Dorothea, my sister said, "I've never seen such a lovely bride. My husband would have been delighted," he said, realizing that he had not yet shown it to anyone who would be his husband.

"Soudesne," he replied lying because he was going to be angry.

And the wedding takes place without delay.

I wore a luxurious silk wedding costume, and Erich von Veimar wore the white dress of the Knights.

If I praised her for being quite good, she humbled herself, "It's a word I don't have."

It just sounds disgusting that someone like this perfect princess humbles herself about her appearance. But he wanted me to live the rest of his life in this cautious style.

Stand in front of the chapel door where invitees wait.

My nephews and nieces carry wedding rings and my veil. The children of the Count Veimar family seemed to help, and there was a huge collection of cute beings (things) around them.

At the entrance to the chapel, watching as the children seem to enjoy themselves, something unexpected happens.

"Aah!"

If I could hear Agate screaming and look back, my sister's child at the top, a boy from the Earl's family was pulling three knitting.

I was surprised by the exact situation and almost dropped the bouquet of flowers I had in my hand.

At the next moment, I hear voices from next door that blame me.

"- Emil, what are you doing!?

It was Ehrlich von Veimar who took note of the boy in the Earl family, known as Emil, and broke in between him and Agate.

I grabbed three braids. He told me to let go of my hand and apologized to Agate for his tearful eyes.

"How did you do that?

In harsh pursuit, Emil is swelling his cheeks and pointing that way.

When I asked him, he said it was because Agate was clear.

Erich von Veimar had a wrinkle between his eyebrows, but he exhaled a long sigh as soon as he asked why.

"You must not do anything abusive to distract a woman. Never."

Oh, I see, I thought.

Emil said she was concerned about Agate and pulled her hair to turn her consciousness towards herself.

A six-year-old boy thinks it might have been the most effective act.

He was graciously talking to Emil about how to treat women.

I kneel before Agathe, who is about to cry.

She said the dress was dirty, but reassured me that it was okay.

She boasted that her mother had knitted her hair. It must have been a shock.

The three neatly knitted knitted knitting pieces were only slightly loose.

Wipe with your fingertips the tears that were floating in Agate's armpit, and ask him if I could re-tie them. He snorted and nodded small.

Then I knit my hair like your sister used to. Maybe it's back to normal.

Finally, he pulled out a piece of fresh flowers that had been stabbed in his hair and put them through his ears to decorate him.

"Are you sure?" He asks with an anxious face. Of course, he asked me a few questions.

"Ah, thank you, Aunt Helmina"

"You're welcome."

A smile returned to Agate and I was horrified.

To the other kids, I decorated their hair with bouquets of flowers. The boy is stabbed in the chest pocket.

Finally, offer Emil flowers.

I did not say anything because I was angry after the scattering.

Instead, I smiled and gave her flowers, but she gave me a frightened look.

How did this happen?

When I saw Aerich von Veimar's face, he looked troubled.

If I look at you, I'm going to apologize in a small voice.

As the noise subsided, a bell rang announcing the start of the wedding.

The door opens and the harsh performance by the organ begins to flow.

And I put my hand gently upon the arm of the man that shall be my husband.

Take the path to the altar of the chapel, one step at a time, with a bouquet of flowers that have become lonely.

An opening ceremonial declaration was made by the priest, and the affidavit of marriage was read out.

The ring is exchanged as a testament to the oath and the marriage pledge is signed.

The priest urged him to give a mouthful that would be a testament to love.

Proof of love?... What are you going to do with this?

At the pre-wedding meeting, we only discussed the invitee Alekore and helping the children.

I'm wary that it won't come to my lips.

In the meantime, the veil was raised.

To a man with a smile and a honey smile, he said with a puckered mouth, "Make it cheek!," he complained.

He nods obediently with cockroaches.

Where I was horrified, he went into unexpected behavior.

Oh, my God, he poked one knee on the spot, and when he took my hand, he mouthed his armor.

I nearly screamed stunned, but swallowed it on the brink.

So tell him to stop it - won't you? I was just sticking it in my head.

But who could have expected me to act like a pledge of allegiance in public?

When I checked the guest seats properly, the prince who serves also attended.

And, for the next moment, I'm about to scream again.

A squire style middle-aged man who was next to the prince, if he thought he had seen it somewhere, he was the king. No way, you're joining us with patience!

In addition, next door, even the queen dressed as a samurai.

The shock did not end here. I will be a little bit more.

If you are dressed as a man next door to the queen, maybe even the first princess!?

The man dressed as a knight sitting in the back seat belongs to the princess's fiancée, the third prince of the neighbouring country, right?

Then, although I wanted to pretend not to see it, Prince Wang was also in the back seat of the guest seat.

For some reason, in gothic women's clothing.

Maybe he's the fairy who blesses the wedding. After all, I pretended I didn't see it.

The participation of the royal family blew me away from my memory of the outrageous behavior of the person who became my husband.

With agitation, we leave the chapel behind.

There was a carriage available outside, and we were supposed to go on our honeymoon straight away.

But I felt relieved for a while, peeling my white eyes.

◇ ◇ ◇

You seem to have arrived and return to me in my husband's words. It was completely dim outside.

Outside the window, a large building is built for today.

When I got out of the carriage, he offered me his hand, still relieved. I thank you and I decide to borrow your hand.

"Are you okay? If you'd like, I can take you to your room."

"No, I'm fine. Fine."

Though slightly fluttered, he walked on his own feet to the room.

Sit back and let out a loud sigh in the long chair that was in the center of the room.

"Good luck."

"- Yeah."

My husband didn't seem tired.

Maybe he's used to spending time in places where people get together. That's right, I'm only serving the Second Prince, a diplomat.

"Nevertheless, you surprised me"

Even he was surprised by the royal participation - not if he thought so.

"I can't believe my nephew pulled her hair in an attempt to distract a woman"

"- That way - I!

I accidentally stuck it in my voice to an unexpected word.

To him, my nephew pulls a woman's hair > royal attendance, it seems.

This one surprised me with the feeling that I was far from common sense.