"Do I have to get married?"
Ella, a Witch Princess, was fighting a war against the humans. To end it, she is married to someone from the Edelin Empire. Her husband is a slaughterer, the Black Reaper. He is a knight known throughout the continent, Du...
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It didn't take long for an incident to occur.
"My lady, we're in trouble!"
"..."
I didn't normally see my husband in the morning, so I was drinking tea by myself. A maid had suddenly rushed into the room.
"What happened?"
"Um, that's..." She took a deep breath before speaking. "The servants from the other houses have gathered outside!"
"Why?"
"They want to see you, my lady."
"Is he going to kill me now?" Or are these humans demanding I be executed?
I don't think the human known as my husband plans to send them away, so I have to assume they were here to kill me.
"No, not at all."
Phew. I was going to ask another question, but then I heard someone shouting from outside. I had a bad feeling about this. I quickly left the room.
There was a large group of servants crowded around the iron gate.
"There she is!"
They shook the iron gate as soon as they saw me.
"Oh, my lady!"
"Do you still have the medicine you gave to the maids of House 1?"
"If there's anything left, can I get some? I'm willing to buy it!"
"Me too! I really need it!"
While the servants were in an uproar, the butler said, "My apologies, I should have taken care of them sooner."
"No, it's my fault. How could I leave you like this?"
"My lady, I insist I will be the one to handle the situation."
The servants flinched when the butler said he would "handle" the situation. No matter what anyone said, I was the one who started all this. I didn't want to cause any internal problems for no reason. I began to think about how to stop the butler.
Then, someone else appeared.
"How interesting."
He seemed to be enjoying the current situation quite a bit. I turned my head. As expected, it was that human, my husband. He must have just woken up, given his disheveled appearance. His shirt was unbuttoned enough to expose his chest to some extent.
Lukas smiled as he rubbed his eyes. "It is good to see you're dressed properly."
I rolled my eyes. Should he really be the one saying that?
