I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

Robelia was sold to the imperial palace on her own for the sake of her family's safety, and worked silently between the king and the queen who treated her coldly.

There was no one in the capital who did not know that she was foolishly good and sincere.

The designer's face was distorted with astonishment at the unbelievably harsh words that had come out of Robelia's mouth.

"y, your Majesty?"

I twisted the tail of my mouth and laughed coldly.

"If you go out in such rustic clothes, it's going to be a laughingstock for everyone. I don't think i brought it to wear something like this. I'm sure there's something more useful than this, right?"

as I said so and changed my pose and put my two feet on the couch.

It was a very long couch that could be laid down and slept in two Robelia, but according to court etiquette, it was very rude to put one's feet on a chair.

I sat down with both legs extended on the couch, and I slowly put my chin on the couch and looked at the other person.

Whether it's because of Robelia's abnormal behavior, which is treated as a royal palace's demand for being nice or easy, or because others were ignored for two years, the designer's face was white-colored to rose red.

"I, It's almost time....."

"Tell me. Do you have any other stuff? No?"

"re, ready right now... But if you wait two months, I can make another sample dress."

"Two months? Are you crazy? Are you telling me to live with only a shower gown for two months?"

The designer's eyes rolled with embarrassment as I shouted nervously.

"Lie about what safety it is. Aisha's been bragging about in and out of the palace that she'll meet you next week. Is there any design left?"

"Yes, yeah? Ha, but. That..... It's a design that suits your Majesty's better. That, that, and......."

Basically, in the empire, all the clothes of the nobles are made to order.

After choosing a design from the catalog and measuring it, the clothes of that design are no longer made. What the nobles hate terribly is that they wear clothes with the same design as others.

Therefore, each design exists only for one person.

Aisha was the most outstanding woman and rising star in the imperial social world right now.

So, from the designer's point of view, Aisha will have no choice but to be an exclusive guest. The outfits chosen by socially popular people always attract everyone's attention and even appear in newspapers.

'If I'm meeting Aisha next week, I'm sure she's prepared a spleen design for a luxury guest.'

It was absolutely outrageous to think so.

Aisha doesn't seem to have reserved the design, but she even lied to me that she didn't have a design when she called me first.

I felt sorry for Robelia because I thought this would happen if she was ignored too much.

Thinking of Robelia, who was ignored inside and outside the imperial palace, made my eyes cold. I raised my chin with an arrogant face, shooting at my opponent.

"What a cheeky fellow. I'll decide whether to hang out or not. Can't you get that design out of your head right now?"

"her, Her Majesty...!"

"How dare you not listen to the empress's orders, you probably can't tell who is higher than who. Do you want me to take this opportunity to experience it myself?" The designer was so embarrassed that he rolled his eyes with his mouth open, and when the knights guarding the drawing room door threatenedly thumped and hit the search on the floor, he bowed his head in surprise.

"Oh, no, no! All, I'll ask my ȧssistants to bring a design book and samples right away."

"yeah, you should."

An hour later.

"Here you are, Your Majesty."

The designer's ȧssistants rushed to bring design books and sample cloth, and the designer gave it to me with trembling.

Slowly leaning on my back on the couch, I put the design book on my ŀȧp and unfolded it.

"This is a sample cloth and jewelry. This dress will be made of 4.6 carat diamonds from Akatylene and Sapphire from Winterren. Also, this silk is from the East..."

The design book featured dozens of dress designs. It must have been a masterpiece hidden for the best celebrities in society.

And indeed it was. Its splendor and beauty were different from the dresses I saw before, even if I was an outsider.

When I looked at the catalog earlier, I was very admired because it was so beautiful, but after seeing the designs in this design book, the dresses in the catalog felt very modest and ordinary.

I could hardly feel the weight, so it seemed comfortable to wear when dressed with silk like this.

What about the gems! Diamonds have a different unit of carat, and colored gems also sparkle so transparently. It deserved to be said to be the best of the best.

As I looked through the design book, saw and touched the fabrics and jewels, I felt a shiver all over my body.

'Yes, this is it.'

A smile popped into my mouth.

I spoke satisfactorily like a lioness who ate her fill.

"I'll take this."

"There are a total of 14 designs, but which one would you like?"

The designer asked.

But I shattered his hopes with just one word.

"all."

"Yeah, yeah?! yes, all 14 of them... you mean?!"

The designer's face was distorted in shock and astonishment.

It was understandable. Everyone knew that Robelia was a very frugal person. Rather than buying such a luxurious dress, it's hard to repair it even though it's drafty in the palace.

Various emotions were seen passing by the designer's face. Shock, surprise, disappointment...

But I had no intention of showing consideration or mercy to him.

I smirked.

"I hate to say it twice."

"I am the most noble woman in the Empire, or throughout the continent. Where else is this honor that I am willing to wear fourteen clothes for something like you?"

The designer could hardly even manage his facial expressions. His face was badly distorted. He looked as if he had been spit on by me.

But he couldn't dare say anything to me.

"Ah..... I'll do it, Her Majesty."

It's a matter of course. I, or Robelia, was the empress of this empire. She's the highest-ranking woman in the Empire.

I felt sympathy for Robelia, who had such great power and had never used it properly, and lived ignored by Aisha as well as the designers.

The designer bowed deeply with trembling.

I gestured to him to leave without even giving him an eye. He left the drawing room without saying anything.

Something similar to this continued. Most dress, shoes, and jewelry designers would not show me without sneaking out the best designs for Aisha or the most prestigious ladies in society.

But I wasn't the one to look at that. I squeezed out all the designs from them, and I bought everything I liked.

I felt a little sorry because I felt like I had emptied your business, so I paid several times the price, but it wouldn't be comforting.

All of them were great people on the continent, and they would have a lot of money.

By that time, the brand value of the best celebrities in society getting their clothes on is much more important than the immediate profits.

But what can I do? I hope that the Empress of the Empire will wear it as a comfort. I'm not going to be the Empress any time soon.

"This is ridiculous!"

The Minister raised his voice at the conference hall where the national affairs meeting was taking place.

"Do you know how much the Empress spent on dresses and jewelry?"

"That's an astronomical amount of 0.02% of the defense budget!"

"It is said that she've bought all the jewelry of the best product."

The conference hall was louder than ever. It was not comparable to when the northern barbarians destroyed six civilian villages or when the medical system in Bashkant was completely paralyzed by poison spread by the demons.

"she even paid for it at several times the cost For that old dresser!"

"It's as much as spending to maintain the dignity. she spend this huge sum in just one day for dresses and jewelry, not anything else, and this has never happened in imperial history!"

said by the man that was sitting at the top of the conference room.

Alexander Grandia Kshayarsha Le Castilla. A man who is said to hold the extreme limit of the power that a human being can have.

A tyrant without blood or tears who cut down his father and all his brothers and ascended to the throne on his own.

A man standing at the top of the continent as well as the empire.

He looked down at his servants with lazy eyes, like a lion overlooking his territory.

Alexander's drowsy golden eyes and long, tight fingers that hung slightly under his chin had the peculiarity of a person who had stood at the peak of power ever since he was born.

The confidence and arrogance that emanated from him seemed like nothing could make him afraid.

Several strands of dark hair combed back were naturally scattered over his forehead, which made his wild and masculine charm stand out.

"Your Majesty, even though I am ignorant, I refrain from being faithful. The current empress Robelia Le Castilla, although she has been a great empress with her wise and benevolent spirit and outstanding ability to run a list of names, should never let go of this huge waste of the national budget."

"I think so, too. I think the empress is a waste of money that doesn't fit the heavy duty. If I dare say, I think the current Crescent Aisha Ren Castilla is a good fit for the position of mother of the entire empire."

The ministers insisted.

In their opinion to depose Robelia from the throne of the Empress and put Aisha on the throne, as they said, they did not have a pure intention for the Empire, but in fact, they intended to please Alexander, the supreme power of the Empire.

It is because it is widely known that Alexander has been indifferent to Robelia for the past three years, and that he favors Aisha, who was introduced as a new queen half a year ago.

The ministers had no doubt that Alexander would choose Aisha, not Robelia, as his true companion.

But something unexpected happened.

Alexander, who was just watching the words and actions of his superiors, responded for the first time.

"Did you say everything you want to say?"

A deep, low-pitched voice echoed throughout the conference room.

"I was wondering where I was going, and I thought I'd see how far I'd go, and I don't know how to stop, like a lot of things that went wrong."