I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

"What is this?"

"It is a gift from His Majesty the Emperor himself."

When the court men thought Alexander had sent me something, I thought I had come.

Of course, I thought it would be a letter of sighing about being too extravagant.

No matter how much you are the emperor, it was at that time when hope was rising that divorce would be soon.

The courtiers began to pile things up on the living room table.

Wrapped in luxurious fabrics, it was too much to be called a letter. It looked like a dozen, at least.

For it to be all correspondence, Alexander' letters to me must be encyclopedic.

'I couldn't have written that much letter and..... what the hell is that?'

Being puzzled, I instructed the maids to unpack the goods sent by the emperor.

And what came out of it.....

"Oh my goodness!"

The maidens were more impressed than me at the feast of silk flowing smoothly like a spring water.

Incredibly, it was a dress. It's ridiculously luxurious.

"Oh, look at this jewel! I think there are about 600 gems in this dress."

"What is this quality of this golden temple! I've never seen such a brilliant golden temple in my life."

"I don't think it's heavy even though it's used this much!"

I..... I had no choice but to open my mouth.

I was admiring the dresses I bought, but when I saw these ridiculously luxurious clothes, the dresses I bought started to look relatively modest.

"These are custom-made garments ordered by His Majesty to put his heart and soul into them. This dress cost about a castle."

"One castle?"

The court lady said, I felt as if I had been struck in the head. As a low-income earner, I had no sense of reality.

No, not only me, but also all the maids from nobles were flagged, so this would never be common in the empire.

Just putting these ridiculous astronomical values of clothes in front of me made my breathing and my heart beat so fast.

But I couldn't reveal it. If so, the image of a wicked woman that has been cultivated through efforts so far will be destroyed.

So I desperately put on composure. Luckily, I was used to hiding my feelings with my long career as a public servant and graduate student.

"I see. But why did your Majesty send me this?"

"There is a card that your Majesty himself wrote. Would you like to read it?"

The palace man bent down and held out a card in a polite manner. I grabbed it like a hook and read it down.

This was the content of the beautiful writing in gold ink reminiscent of the color of his pupils.

「I don't know if this will be enough for your decent eyes.

I'd like to see you in this outfit next time we meet

-Alexander」

'Why the hell? He and I are not close, and in the first place he is not interested in robelia.'

But it seemed that I was the only one that was confused.

"It's so beautiful, Your Majesty!"

"I haven't heard of or seen such great clothes!"

"You receive such a precious gift. Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The maids rejoiced with all their heart, as if they were their own.

"As expected, the truth will come to you one day... but it is clear that the heart for His Majesty the Emperor has finally reached to you."

When one of the thrilled maids said this, the other maids noticed.

Gungin is still in the room, and it is probably because he thought it was inappropriate to say this.

I didn't hate these children. No, rather, I was grateful that Robelia, who has a narrow position in the palace, has been followed with utmost sincerity and has been faithful to her.

But is yearning the farthest emotion from understanding?

They didn't understand what I needed most. The fact that what I need right now is not Alexander's love.

'But they'll soon be separated and never get involved again.'

At that time, these children would have no choice but to know. I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted a divorce.

Anyway, it wasn't that important now. I looked at the dresses.

'it is the price of one castle for this dress'

The shopping I did a while ago was the best luxury I could imagine... but when I thought about it, it seemed like a child's play.

Perhaps because you're the emperor of the Empire, the scale of luxury is completely different.'

'I should work harder from now on. If you're going to be so extravagant that even he's sick and tired of it!'

But I didn't understand why he gave me this present. I don't think Aisha would know.

Did you want to show off your money because it's rotten? The amount is too large for that.

'Is it because I proposed a divorce.'

I kicked my tongue. Other than that, I couldn't think of a plausible answer. Alexander wanted to conciliate me with a gift like this.

'No matter how it is, you don't want to divorce that much?'

I was confused because I thought you knew that Robelia was that competent. It's good to acknowledge Robelia's ability, but if you know it that well, you should have done well from the beginning.

"How about it? Since you got the gift, would you like to wear it? We'll help."

"Or would you keep it for an important event like a ball?"

"I think it will suit your Majesty really well. The size, as well as the color and detail, are carefully crafted for your Majesty."

The maids said with faces full of anticipation.

I seemed to be trying not to show off, but everyone's face showed that they couldn't wait to see me wearing this right now.

With those bright eyes in front of me, no matter how much I decided to become a villain, I couldn't help but feel sorry for what I would say from now on.

"No, no. I'm not going to wear those clothes."

"yes? Uh, why?"

"Don't you like the outfit?"

The maids asked with shocked faces.

"Because I'm about to divorce him. You can't get a gift from a man you're about to break up with. Even more if it's clothes."

"But.... I told you earlier that it's absolutely impossible for the archer to return it."

But I don't think Alexander would have expected me to come out like this. He must have made an effort to prevent me from rejecting the present in advance.

But I wasn't embarrassed by such a shallow trick, so I snorted proudly.

"Then I'll just put it in the closet."

"Alas....."

"Oh my god. Such precious clothes....."

"It's such a waste....."

To be honest, it was a waste for me too. I received a gift that was so beautiful and so precious that I would like to see it again in my life, but I have to put it in my closet without even trying it on!

Maybe every night, in my dreams, the spirit of clothes appears and bothers me.

But it was inevitable. Taking his present here is no different from delivering a message that I have fallen for his conciliatory treatment.

In that case, divorce was really no different from going away.

The maids were sincerely sad about my decision and even tried to persuade me, but I never withdrew.

So what can I do? In the end, they had no choice but to follow my orders by crying and eating mustard.

"It's a magnificent dinner again, Your Majesty."

One of the goats' bearded vassals said with a pretense of laughter.

Today is Friday evening. It was a weekly dinner meeting day.

Unlike ordinary families, members of the imperial family rarely gathered together and ate meals. Because everyone is so busy.

The same was true of Alexander, me, and Aisha. We used to do most of our meals individually in our own palace.

Even so, it was thought that sometimes the family should sit together and eat, the three emperors made a rule that has been passed down to this day.

That was Friday's dinner party. It was a place where all the members of the imperial family, as well as the rust-eaters of the country, attended.

It's just eating and dismissing, but doing such a large-scale event every week with not a small number of people attending. I was tired of the imperial family's wealth and its showoff.

'Well, Robelia did write the event plan very well.'

As it was a recurring event, Robelia seemed to be rewriting some of the plans she had written three years ago, slightly modifying the details.

I read the plan, too, and it was well written to the point of admiration.

It would not be possible for anyone to distribute limited resources to the right place, but also decorate them so colorful and elegant that the dignity of the imperial family would never be damaged.

"Foohoo!"

Nevertheless, while sipping champagne before the ceremony, I laughed at the words of Gashin.

The blatant ridicule brought embarrassment to his face.

"No, Your Majesty. What are you enjoying?"

The reason I laughed was because I recognized him.

He is Count Bartlett, a supporting actor who appeared from the beginning of the original.

When Alexander begins to like Aisha, he ȧssists her more actively than anyone else. So that Aisha can take her place as Empress of Lobelia.

I recognized the fact that he was Count Bartlett with a characteristic goat-like beard.

"But it can't be true that such a man now praises what Robelia has done.'

His expression right now wasn't just the reaction of someone who was embarrassed by being rude.

His expression was more of a humiliation. It's a sense of humiliation when a person who thought it was easy but not as easy as he thought.

She was always so humble and gentle that she didn't fit her duties, she would have appreciated her sincere remarks.

I would never have imagined it would come out like this.

Thinking so, I said without hiding a hint of ridicule.

"Give up that ridiculous pretense, Count Bartlett. Did you think I'd be glad to hear those words?"

"Yes? Her Majesty, what are you saying suddenly? Pretense, I just thankful with a deep gratitude for Her Majesty's hard work."

"Then, you have suddenly felt a gratitude today that you haven't felt in the last three years? That's amazing too."

My words blanked Count Bartlett's expression, and soon his face turned red like a ripe tomato.

"her, Her Majesty, I....."

However, it was too late when he came to his senses and tried to make excuses.

Because I left him and went away for a long time.

'If you were so grateful for this, you should have been thanking me earlier, but I don't know why you're so clingy now.'

I thought.

'It is only now that the people who will already be thankful are gone.'

Thinking of the real Robelia, who doesn't know where she went, made me confused.

But that wasn't the right issue to think about right now.

her gaze moved to the long dining table in the dinner table.

Of course he was sitting in the top seat. Alexander II.

He was tall and handsome enough to stand out even when viewed from such a distance.

Even among the people gathered around, it seemed that he was shining alone.

I thought it was cheesy to see all kinds of rhetoric in the original describing him as the most handsome man in the world or once every 100 years...

Now that I see it, those expressions were underestimated, not overestimated.

Nevertheless, I didn't feel any palpitations. Because the fact that he was someone else's man was so clearly imprinted in my head.

'The man in the house is a man with a taste.'

I didn't really watch him for long.

However, whether it was a good feeling, he looked over here to see if he felt his gaze while having a conversation with the vassals surrounding him.

It was the moment when he and I met eyes.

"Alexander!"

A lovely and cheerful voice rang out to the point where it was not suitable for this formal occasion.