I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

There was not one person standing at the door. Several, or dozens of people, were crowded with people filling the hallway.

"Hello, we are slaves owned by the Empress, working as courtiers here. We came because we have something to say to my master."

Irene panicked. The antipathy to slaves and the order of Robelia, who ignored or did not let slaves, were intertwined and confusing.

"Your, your majesty can't be met by anyone, especially at such an early time."

"I'm really sorry. But we also heard shocking news, so we hurried here. Please let me say something to her. Just once."

"Didn't you hear me? Think about your position, how dare you step in..."

The voice that stopped the commotion sounded surprisingly close.

"What's going on?"

It's Robelia. The maid didn't come back, and she heard the noise, so she came out.

"Your Majesty, these slaves have been trying to interfere with your schedule since morning."

"We have something to say, your majesty, please listen to us."

Robelia who looked carefully at Irene and the faces of the slaves…..

"Tell me what you want."

In the end, the slaves' hands were raised.

"It's nothing else. I heard you're going to move our workplace far away."

"We would like to serve your Majesty close to your Majesty."

The slaves murmured and each said a word.

"Please, your majesty. I will work harder to improve your Majesty's reputation."

"We'll do better in the future. Please don't send us away!"

With that sincere expression and tone, anyone could tell that they were all sincere.

Robelia couldn't help but panic.

'How did they know that I was going to move their workplace? And why did they hate it so much?'

In fact, she bought the slaves in person, but since then, she has rarely met them in person. It was natural that all the work inside the palace was left to others.

So Robelia had no idea how much the slaves liked and respected her.

In the meantime, when the slaves were told that they would work harder for herself, her spine became chilly. Robelia did not want her reputation to rise in any direction.

So she said this.

In order to reveal that her words are not humble or empty words, she deliberately gave more strength to her eyes and even spoke in a firm tone.

But for the slaves who already had a huge "Robelia interdigital" in their eyes, her words sounded completely different.

'Her Majesty is telling us that we don't have to work too hard!'

'I can't believe that a precious person like Her Majesty is worried that a mere slave like us will work too hard!'

'Her Majesty is such a merciful and great woman. If it's for this person, I can give my life!'

The eyes of the slaves were full of moving and grateful light. and when they looked happy and impressed, Robelia had an ominous feeling.

'These children are misinterpreting what I'm saying.'

How are you listening to me? Don't misunderstand. Don't try hard is not a humility for you but your sincerity. From now on, those who think of excessive work or try to establish my reputation and authority will be punished. Do you get it?

I nailed it once again, but the faces of the slaves were only touched even more.

As the trouble came, I didn't want to think deeper. Robelia waved her hands and said.

"Anyway, I know you don't want to change your workplace, so go."

"Thank you very much, Her Majesty!"

"I'm so honored, your highness!"

"I hope the invincible moon has eternal glory!"

"May God bless the merciful Empress!"

The slaves cheered and praised Robelia again and again. There are even people who shed tears or kiss on their knees.

Eventually, Robelia couldn't stand the goosebumps and shouted.

"What are you doing! I told you to hurry up and go!"

But the sound of chanting her name and praising herself was still coming from the direction they disappeared.

Robelia had an ominous hunch. Even though she told them not to, But the ominous premonition that they will eventually raise her reputation...

And of course, her hunch came true.

Slaves who misunderstood Robelia's words as worrying about them worked even harder and praised her character and mercy wherever they go.

Other courtiers in the imperial palace came to think of this after hearing the praise of the slaves.

'How generous is Her Majesty, who is so worried about the safety of the slaves?'

'Seeing that the courtiers under her praise her so unanimously, she is really a great boss.'

'I also want to work under her Majesty in the Empress's palace.'

It is not enough for slaves with excellent ability to work hard to make the work efficiency of the area managed by Robelia rise sharply. Now other palace people want to work under her.

In this way, Robelia's reputation within the imperial palace has once again increased.

And there was another person who was pleased with this disturbance.

'Thanks to this, the risk of moving the workplaces of slaves like me has been reduced, and the Empress's reputation has increased.'

It was Caleb.

He was also the one who secretly leaked Robelia's plans to the slaves.

'Now I can't help but see the unlucky queen, the courtiers, and the knights pretending to be good for a while.'

Caleb giggled with a face that he had never shown anyone other than Alexander.

Then, at some point, he said, bending his eyes.

"Of course, the happiest thing is that I don't have to leave her side."

"Your Majesty, please look at this. Isn't it really beautiful?"

Charlotte Collins boutique's designer showed me the design of a new dress.

"Look at the harmony of this black silk mesh and the rose lace woven with silver. It's a beautiful, alluring and elegant dress. Every material is so luxurious that it can't be found anywhere else, but most importantly, it's the only design in the world, only for Her Majesty the Empress."

Unlike the first time when he didn't want to hide the best design and show it me, his attitude towards me has become more sincere recently.

"Look at the beautiful lines and colors! Considering her Majesty's body shape, hair color and skin color, the best results have been made. We Charlotte Collins think her majesty will be very satisfied!"

'That's why I've become an important customer of Charlotte and Collins boutique.'

I looked at his enthusiastic statement and thought.

Indeed, it is impossible for ordinary customers to spend money more than anyone else, make headlines for all their actions, and write fashion analysis reports in various newspapers can't be the same.

'Well known, hype is also marketing. I prefer to sell the best goods to the guests who often appear in the newspaper than the guests who have no sense of existence'

And I spend a lot of money on dresses and gemstones, of course, to raise secret funds after divorce. Designers can't know this.

'It would be worth living in a few castles just by collecting them so far. It means that it's enough to play, eat, and whɨnė for the rest of my life. But just in case, I'll keep working. These days, I'm also studying tax, so I'll open an office in a suitable small and medium-sized city. Although I have dogs and cats, I should make full use of them even if I live in a beautiful courtyard.....'

The designer, who was looking at me silently because I was dreaming about the future, said.

"What do you think, Your Majesty? Do you like our masterpiece?"

"Huh? Ah, huh. hmm. Not bad. Although not bad, But...."

I casually spit it out while looking through the design catalogs.

"... Why all the designs are above to neck?"

I'm telling the truth. All the 21 kinds of dress designs he showed this time were blocked by the neckline.

After listening to me, the designer said confidently.

"Recently, the dress design with the neck tightly blocked is popular. The dress with the ċhėst dug deep and the skin exposed for no reason is now a relic of the old era."

'That's unexpected. I thought it was common for empire dresses to be deeply embedded in their backs or ċhėsts.'

I guess so. That's why most of the dresses I saw after I came here were heartbroken.

'But the reason for this calm design is so popular... Hmm?'

At that moment, a strange thought passed by my mind.

That was exactly what I heard at the last press conference.

[ I hope you don't wear such a dresses in the future. Won't you listen to me? ]

[ Oh my! Of course, right? Why would I listen to your Majesty? ]

[ I think I should come up with a law to ban dresses that are too deep. ]

Yeah, obviously that's what Alexander said at that time.

Somehow, an ominous feeling passed by my spine.

'No way... It wasn't Alexander who made this sudden trend, right?'

No way... It's not like the emperor is so free. Would he interfere with the design of women's dresses?

Of course, it was a ridiculous idea. No matter how suspicious I am of Alexander.

'Yeah, that can't be true. It's probably an excessive thought.'

I tried to think so, but somehow my back was cold.

And my ominous hunch was uselessly compatible from my previous life.

"Your Majesty? Maybe...…. You don't like it when it blocked your neckline?"

The designer asked with an uneasy look.

I shook my head to shake off my misconceptions.

"No, it's okay. Let's do it like this."

If this is the latest trend, the one who follows it doesn't seem to be a more extravagant villain, right?

Only then did a light of relief and joy bloom on the designer's and joys.

"Of course, the design I'm going to buy this time is..."

I folded the catalog aloud.

"I'll buy everything. Great job."

The designer is smiling. He bent his waist at almost 90 degrees.

"Thank you very much as always, Her Majesty. It will be completed perfectly this time."

Indeed, it was a surprising change of attitude considering his reaction when I bought all the first meeting and the hidden design.

'As expected, fame is the most important thing in the fashion industry.'

The designer and ȧssistants went out and I put the champagne glass I was holding on the tray held by the maid.

"What's the rest of the schedule?"

"There is no afternoon schedule now. The Friday dinner in the evening is the next schedule."

The maid quickly checked the schedule.

'Then I shall study tax law now'

I was about to get up with that thought.

"Your Majesty, a precious guest has arrived."

Another maid came into the room and informed me.

I noticed who the guest was.

There is only one person in the empire who can be called a "precious guest" to me, the second most precious person in the empire.