I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

On the other hand, Aisha had no idea what was going on at the National Assembly.

'I've used a few idiots to create a protest... but I'm not really looking forward to it. There was a previous count of Clexton.'

She was sitting at the tea table in her room.

The maid brushed her hair with an elegant touch, rubbed her shoulders, and poured her tea, but the wrinkles in Aisha's beauty did not stretch.

"Of course, this agenda is much bigger than the last one, but the youngsters who are ahead of that will do well no matter what they do. I'd rather do something than trust them.'

"Your Majesty, do you have any concerns? You don't look well."

"Huh? Ah, yeah, it's nothing."

Aisha quickly returned with an innocent face.

"It's nothing. but I think you're having a really serious problem."

"Oh..... Actually. I don't think your Majesty is looking for me very well these days. In the past, he came to me more often and treated me kindly..."

A sad shade fell on Aisha's face.

The hand of the maids stopped at her words. The maids said they didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry too much, Your Grace. Your Majesty thinks of you more than anyone else."

"That's right. It's probably because he has been busy lately."

"But he's busyness used to be the same, and he visited me more often then."

"You know what, Cissy. Is there anything I can do? Something that will help me, Besides studying inside the palace."

The maid who had been thinking for a while, said as if she remembered.

"Ah! How about doing 'work as a saint'?"

"Working as a saint?"

"Yes. Your Majesty is a saint who has come to bring a new culture from another world. So, you are presenting information about another world that is amazing and interesting, something that only a woman can do. It must be of great help to the Imperial Palace, and His Majesty will also be happy."

'This is it! Why couldn't I have thought of this?'

My heart beat with anticipation and excitement. Aisha said with a look on her face.

"Cissy, thank you so much! It was a great help."

"Ehehe, I'm glad I helped your Majesty."

"Will your Majesty like it if I give a presentation?"

"Sure. Originally, it's the Holy Father's job to present information and culture of the world, but now you're in the imperial family. Your Majesty will be very pleased with the symbol I, which will greatly enhance the status of the imperial family."

"That's right. The empress can never do it."

At the words of the maids, Aisha was so happy that she even clapped her hands.

'I think I have decided what to do.'

Aisha thought with a comfortable mind.

'You have only a short time left to shove it around your neck, robelia.'

After leaving three experts to work inside the palace, I sometimes only reviewed what they did and spent money playing and eating.

'Kya, this is the taste of life! After all, the evil woman is the best.'

Of course, I wasn't playing without any purpose. My goal was to get a divorce, so I tried to renew a new luxury every day. Even more extravagant, it was not easy for me, who was a commoner all my life. I felt uncomfortable that I couldn't go beyond Alexander' ridiculous imagination.

"At this point, it's time for me to come up with an agenda for my divorce at the National Assembly, but..... what's going on? i beat the Emperor with a pillow and slapped the Marquis on the cheek....'

It was Aisha.

This is what the invitation said.

「We are in high order. It is October when barley turns golden and robin starts building nests. As an ȧduŀt woman, I would like to open a salon that delivers the advanced culture of the world in the midst of a rich harvest season. I hope you will be able to see my first career as a saint with warm eyes.」

The salon was a kind of presentation prepared by ladies. In this empire, discussions and presentations related to literature and art, as well as fashion shows and private exhibitions were held in the residences of the nobles.

'You're going to introduce the civilization of the world to the empire?'

The other part was profound, but I was quite interested in this part.

Hey, Aisha and I came from the same place.

'The different world Aisha refers to is probably referring to Korea.'

For me, I had no choice but to wonder what Aisha would introduce about Korea and in what way.

'Did this happen in the original? If i've seen the same scene, i'll know in advance what Aisha will introduce.'

I searched the memory of reading the original, but no matter how much I thought about it, there was no such scene. In the original, Aisha didn't open a salon.

'Then, why is Aisha doing this all of a sudden?'

The reason why dimensional movers are honored as saints here is because they bring the advanced civilizations of another world.

When Aisha tries to introduce the culture of another world, she is trying to reveal her abilities as a saint.

And the reason is probably.....

'No way, wouldn't you be holding me in check?'

I frown at the sight of an ominous conjecture.

At first, I wasn't sure, but the more I thought about it, the more credible it seemed.

'The only difference from the original story is my existence. Honestly, I've been doing some splashing things, and Alexander is giving me an unprovoked interest... It deserves attention from Aisha's point of view.'

'So why the hell are you sticking to me? I just want to get rid of the impurities so that the protagonists wake up.....!'

Still, Alexander has been sending me a gift or visiting me every few days these days. He definitely wants to establish a partnership with me.

Not long ago, while walking around the Imperial Palace, I encountered him while walking.

He said he came to see Aisha.... but somehow he had a bad feeling.

'If you come to see Aisha, you'll go to see her quickly. Why do you keep talking to me!'

Anyway, it was meaningless to think about it alone.

'Okay, let's go.'

I circled the attendance column at the bottom of the invitation.

'It's a subject I'm interested in, so let Aisha do her tricks and I'll just watch it comfortably.'

And if I have a chance to tell the truth, it's better. So that I can divorce as soon as possible... ...

It was the day of the salon prepared by Aisha.

In general, the salon is done at home, so Aisha also hosted the salon at the Imperial Palace.

Aisha put a tremendous effort into this salon. She set up comfortable chairs and a stage in the largest living room, making it look like a small theater. This is so that as many people as possible can gather and sit comfortably and listen to their presentation.

Also, the thing that should stand out the most in this presentation was, of course, yourself.

At the risk of looking a little frivolous, Aisha wore a white ċȯċktail dress that reached her knees.

It was a really unconventional choice. Because the imperial dress was a long skirt that went down to the ankle even in summer. Probably an ordinary lady would not even imagine a knee-high dress.

However, Aisha, who has knowledge of the modern world, was able to come up with it without difficulty.

'Is this too bold in the Empire?'

Aisha thought as she reflected herself in the mirror.

'But..... I can't help it. I have to regain my influence in the palace with this presentation.'

Aisha had a sense of purpose. In this salon, only herself had to stand out.

The other ladies weren't too worried. There was no one so remarkable, nor would she dress so prominently in consciousness of her position as a queen. That was the courtesy of her subordinates.

however..... There was only one person who was misled. right away.......

'Robelia.'

okay. That woman was the problem.

The woman who takes away all the attention of others these days. Even Alexander's gaze...

'No doubt, she'll be wearing loud and vulgar again this time.'

She didn't even care about others' eyes, unlike other ladies.

She wore extravagant, time-leading dresses, or expensive jewelry. Still, a woman with a conspicuous appearance went around and she stood out even more.

Until a while ago, she was a stupid woman who couldn't stand out at all.

Aisha suddenly found herself biting her teeth while thinking about it. She looked in the mirror, smiled broadly, and walked out of the dress room onto the stage.

Aisha looked around on the stage. Her seat was already over half full, although she had the chair creased to the point that she couldn't fit it anymore.

"Oooh!"

"Long live the Queen!"

People who recognized her on the stage cheered or waved.

The mere appearance of her was a hot reaction. It's a matter of course. As she invited only those who were favorable to her.

Aisha smiled happily and waved her hands to the audience. That look of her was as lovely as her singing canary.

'I am the main character of the day.'

Aisha thought.

'No matter what anyone does, it's the same.'

After waving several times, Aisha returned to the backstage. There was still something left to prepare for the presentation.

Finally, the clock pointed to the right angle. The lighting was dimmed just right enough to make the atmosphere cozy.

Once again, Aisha appeared behind the scenes. This time it was an official appearance.

"Thank you so much for coming to my salon like this, everyone!"

Aisha's eyes, waving her hands with a big smile, stopped somewhere for a moment.

'That's.... tha, that's ridiculous!'

Aisha tried to calm her swaying pupil. She had a very large number of people looking at herself. She shouldn't show her agitated appearance.

"Ah, hello. This is Aisha Castilla. It's my first time holding a salon, so I'm very nervous. But...."

I tried to pick up the greetings I had practiced over and over again, but I couldn't help but keep my gaze moving to one side.

It wasn't even just myself. Many people in the audience were glancing at one place with confused faces.

"Ah, uh, no, and......"

Well, it was understandable. The reaction was natural.

Because, in the front row of the audience seats...

It was not surprising that Alexander and robelia were sitting there.

They were also emperors and empresses, and Aisha invited them directly.

It was also not surprising that Alexander, whose black hair was oiled and thick and elastic muscles were wrapped in black robes, was dazzling. He's always been remarkably cool everywhere.

But what's really amazing, it was next to him.

The blood-red satin flowed down along the sensual body. Hair as red as the industrial complex was untied without being tied or twisted.

The tail of the eyes under the dark eyeliner was raised like a fox, and the lips were also red like blood.

The fit dress, which sticks to the whole body and reveals the line, came down to the ankles, but there were openings on both sides, revealing the pure white legs.

It was a very bold design because the design of the imperial dress covered the ankles in general.

Not surprisingly, I heard audiences gossiping about her shockingly loud and glamorous dress.

Robelia's squatted black heels elched just above the tip of her twisted leg.

Both arms were also exposed cool, and black mesh was overlaid on the deeply fanned ċhėst, making it more attractive than fully exposed.

The white dress, which was exposed to the knees, stood out to the point where it looked ridiculous.

Today's Robelia rarely wore jewelry, but in itself, she was glowing red like a jewel.

Robelia, who was holding her chin, grinned as she twisted her lips to see if she realized that everyone's eyes were on her. She twisted her cross leg in the opposite direction.

"All of you, please focus"

robelia said in a loud voice that rang in the parlor.

"The queen can't speak."

Only then people coughed and moved their gaze onto the stage.

"Ah..... oh, thank you."

Aisha said, and blushing.

But Aisha on stage could see that there were still countless people glancing at Robelia.

Alexander was also glancing toward Robelia. However, unlike other people who looked bewildered or shocked, he looked disingenuous.

Alexander eventually took off his coat and handed it over to robelia.

"robelia, put this on your knees."

"Why? I'm not cold."

robelia replied with an annoying look.