I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

I was so surprised that I was going to flip over.

The style that goes against the TPO I want is heavy smoked makeup and gorgeous dress, red nails and lips, and so on.

But the look in the mirror is different from what I expected.

In the mirror, I was dressed in a dress decorated with a delicately woven rose lace with silver threads I purchased last time and covered with a rich black mesh.

Earrings and necklaces are a mixture of white diamonds and black diamonds that glitter. It may be because there are no colored gemstones. Although they are not very gorgeous, they are very high-grade.

The hair was neatly put up, but there was no special decoration.

'So, this image..…. Should I say innocent. It should be said to be pure formal and elegant'

Of course, compared with my usual actions, strictly speaking, it is difficult for others to imitate.

That's not what I want anyway. wanted a flashy and TPO inappropriate fashion, which is like, 'This is not suitable for a national event.'

"What are you doing? It's totally different from what I instructed. Are you all working together to destroy my style?"

I've never been angry at the maids before. Perhaps that's why they bowed their heads as if they were very surprised and afraid.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. Although the request is not suitable for activities, it was involved in a serious dispute not long ago. I'm really worried...."

"We are worried that your majesty will be insulted by others."

"I thought you'd look very good in this way. I'm really sorry."

I touched my forehead.

Well, they are always sincerely worried about me, so I couldn't have waited for the press conference to be embroiled in controversy again.

'But I did it on purpose to be embroiled in controversy. Now it's time for you to understand that I'm doing it on purpose.'

I pretended to be serious.

"I'm really sorry, your majesty."

"I'm very sorry."

But sure enough, I can't be too strict with them.

They gave me a lot of help. They were a few people who really worried about and liked me. This happened because they worried about me.

'I'm sure you understood enough.'

Thinking that way, I let go of my frowned face and shook my head.

"Pay attention in the future. If you do this again, you will be severely punished at that time."

"I understand, your majesty"

"I'll engrave it deeply."

Try to change the fashion according to the original intention and attend the dinner... Even if we start right now, the time is tight.

'I wonder if I'll just attend late.'

But from this point, if I were to remove my make-up, change my dress and get my hair done again, I would have stayed after the dinner, not just late.

'I think it's better to attend just this time. Well, there is a notoriety that has been built up so far, and this one time won't turn my reputation upside down.'

Thinking so, I went to the central palace where the dinner was held.

*****

However, Robelia misjudged something.

"Today, I heard that Her Majesty is coming to the dinner after a long time."

"Yes, there must be no mistake because His Majesty said it at the last parliamentary meeting."

"How amazing the Empress will dress this time. It's really exciting."

"Yes. The dress at the last press conference was amazing."

Their way of speaking like that contained subtle sarcastic remarks.

But it was then.

"Her Majesty has arrived!"

With the guardian's words, Robelia appeared.

"I see the holy companion of the sun, the moon that does not set, and Her Majesty the Empress."

The people who stooped mechanically were stunned when they saw her.

'Her Majesty..... I can't believe you're wearing the right clothes for the situation and timing right now!'

In this way, her correct answer to TPO has exceeded everyone's expectations.

Moreover, simply matching the TPO was not the end. Like those who serve the most precious women in the empire, the maids of Robelia had a very good sense of fashion and sense.

This feeling is usually played without regret, but the general orientation of the imperial public still highlights the style of Robelia this time.

The attention of the people who gathered at the banquet was all focused on her.

"What's the matter with Her Majesty? I didn't know she'd grow so calmly and normally.…"

"You're right."

"I never dreamed that her Majesty was so beautiful."

"She once wore a dress with no makeup on, and then she wore extremely colorful and sėxy outfits, How could she have grown so beautiful..."

As they said, Robelia's beauty was clearly outstanding, but there have been few opportunities to make it known so far.

People sigh strangely about Robelia's normal fashion. Several people even forgot what they should say, but looked at her in a trance.

Then someone said.

"One thing is for sure... Tomorrow's front page of all the daily newspapers will be filled with articles analyzing Her Majesty's fashions."

On the other hand, Robelia also felt that the situation was becoming more and more strange.

'What happened to the way people looked at me?'

The eyes of those who saw her were unfamiliar.

As soon as she possessed herself, she took on the concept of a wicked woman, so it was natural.

Since most of what I did after coming here was trembling with defeat, most of the time they looked at me with embarrassment, shocked, or somewhat negative.

'Of course, employees, designers, and merchants followed me well, but that's because I spend a lot of money.'

But the sight of the people who look at her now... Is far from that feeling.

No, it seemed positive rather than negative.

Most of the nobles gathered there were full of respect and emotions.

Robelia felt like her body hair was sticking out.

'I dressed differently than usual today, but is that to this degree?'

"Your Majesty."

A handsome noble man came over and said greet politely.

"Greeting to Her Majesty. I'm Fernand, the eldest son of count winters. It's also winters's own composition"

Before Robelia could say anything, he took her hand and kissed the back of her hand. That's a gentleman's respect for a lady.

"It's a pŀėȧsurė to meet like this"

Robelia is incredible.

It is no wonder that the nobles did not try to approach her well, let alone kiss her on the back of her hand. They were worried that they would be hurt by her.

"I read the article related to the press conference the other day. How much trouble did you have with the bad rumors?"

"No, I didn't have much trouble. I don't care about the eyes of people approaching me just by looking at the appearance."

Robelia spoke in a sharp tone. Then, she slapped her own hand, which was a mouse, in his hand, and pulled it out.

'Bothering, what the hell is it? I just changed my makeup.'

But this wasn't the end.

"Your Majesty, nice to meet you. I..."

"I've heard of the Marquis Claude. For me, that place....."

"I read articles about His Majesty and the Marquis Wilhelm the other day. I respect Her Majesty's insight and wisdom very much....."

Someone constantly approached her as if they had a chance.

Robelia had a lot of troubles. It was not what she hoped to have a vain conversation with a noble family she did not know well in such a place.

'Where on earth did Aisha and Alexander go at this time? It happened that there were no two most prominent people, but only gathered on me!'

Even the two people missed.

'Think about what I usually do! I picked out all kinds of crazy things and go around! Did you forget it because I only wore them once?'

However, it is human psychology that the person who does well 100 times and then does not do well 100 times and then does well 1 time seems more attractive.

'Those people really don't have immoral! If you're going to hate me, hate me until the end!'

Robelia, who was dealing with endless people, eventually got tired.

'No can do. I'll fix my makeup right away. With thick and terrifying makeup that no one can approach...…'

Whether I was late for the banquet or not, I thought it would be much better than enduring this anymore.

It was when Robelia, who thought so, was about to turned to the Palace.

"Your Majesty the Emperor has arrived!"

Her visit stopped at the call of the calling officer.

And almost at the same time.....

"Where is our Empress going?"

With a low voice passing through her ears, a strong arm was wrapped around her waist.

"You can't do that. Once you've come, you should keep your seat until the end."

A whisper. Now somehow, hearing the familiar voice, Robelia's spine got goose bumps.

Alexander smiled at her stiff face.

He spoke in a clear tone to Robelia, but in a voice that could be heard enough around her.

"I don't know how empty it is without you by my side. So, won't you be by my side? Huh?"

Robelia whispered in his ear.

"Isn't it too late? Why are you here now?"

"It would be a pity to say so, Empress. To be exact, 10 minutes earlier than scheduled."

Only then did Robelia look at the clock.

He's right. It's ten minutes before the party starts.

Robelia came earlier and had a hard time, so she just felt very late.

She kicked her tongue and whispered quickly again.

"Speaking of which, please don't stay away from me. I'm dying of annoyance because of those wild dogs."

"That's not good. If the empress dies, I will also wither like yellow dried leaves and die."

"Stop playing tricks"

Alexander smiled softly. His laughter had a strange power that melted the hearts of women.

"Even if I say it's not a trick, I'm serious, but you won't believe it, right? Anyway, let's do that.. I'll do all the hard and ċumbersome things at this banquet, so just stick together."