I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband

"Ugh!"

The Queen Palace, a place far away from the disturbance caused by the Duke and Count Balancet.

There was no way Aisha could hear the disturbance, but Aisha took a deep breath and opened her eyes.

Her face was pale, and her black bangs were wet with sweat.

"He's coming....."

She smirked and looked out the window with an anxious gaze.

Aisha could feel it. She knew that enormous power was approaching the Imperial Palace.

This mighty, terrifying force. She knew the identity of this power.

"High Priest....."

Her lips quivered, and then they shut tight.

She looked out the window with anxious eyes. Only the ominous hornbill chirping could be heard from time to time.

*****

Next day.

The courtiers had to move diligently from early in the morning. It was because it was a day when a precious guest was visiting.

"Yesterday the family of the Empress came, and it's unusual to see people from the Queen's family coming today."

The courtiers chatted among themselves in that way.

"I don't know where to put myself to be treated so personally by the noble people."

"How can you not be welcomed when you're our precious guest here? I hope you can be as comfortable as your home."

The Emperor and the Empress, as well as Aisha, who had not left the palace for a while, came out to receive state guests.

The High Priest, who greeted Alexander as if he was friendly, greeted Robelia this time. .

"I would like to formally greet the Empress as well. This is Joseph Kafka Richtmann. Please call me Joseph."

At the time of the marriage between Alexander and Aisha, Robelia was not involved at all, so this was the first meeting between the High Priest and Robelia.

Robelia was greeted with moderate courtesy.

"Nice to meet you, Joseph, I hope you are doing well."

"You came at just the right time. Stop standing in the lobby and greeting, let's move to the banquet hall. We have prepared a dinner for the distinguished guests."

"Good. I was just getting hungry."

In Robelia's opinion, a foreign leader had personally visited, so the treat would be much more luxurious than the weekly Friday dinner, however…..

It was an underestimation. It was incomparable to the Friday dinner party.

The dazzling interior decoration, as if the walls were all painted with gold, and the dishes piled up high without realizing the high ceilings.

There were already not enough empty seats on the table to even put a flower on it, but the courtiers continued to bring more and more greasy and delicacies.

As soon as I took a sip, the glass would be filled with sweet and fragrant alcohol.

It was an unimaginably extravagant banquet to serve only one High Priest and ten attendants who accompany him.

Robelia could not have imagined how they prepared so much in just one day.

"The welcoming dinner will continue for a simple and short period of time, so I hope you can shine your seat personally during that period. In addition, accommodation for state guests has been postponed in the palace, so you will be guided by the secretary after eating."

"Is there any doubt that, Your Majesty, you are so gracious to us, God will surely be pleased."

She was still not sure what to think of the High Priest and how to deal with it.

'He's a character who's never appeared in the original novel. So I don't know what's he's thinking.'

First of all, he was out of place.

He was humble and kind, polite, and full of sincerity, the central figure of the nation.

"Your Highness, the Queen please try this Ortoland. The combination of the old meat and the brandy scent is very sweet."

"Ah, High Priest..... I'll eat that, thank you."

He took special care of Aisha, he and Aisha, an elegant handsome man, looked just like good siblings.

'According to the original work and what I studied here, the dimension-shifter is immediately handed over to the Holy Land and directly educated by the priests.'

So, Robelia guessed that the High Priest would be Aisha's teacher or protector.

'By the way, I don't know why I'm doing this here. I've rarely attended national events so far.'

Until now, Robelia had missed most of the events in order to get a divorce, but she couldn't do it yesterday.

It was only yesterday that I received such comfort from Alexander.For Robelia, who can never forget her debts, it was difficult for her to ignore such an important event as the state welcome ceremony the very next day.

'Well, it's only worth the light anyway, because if Norman makes a plan, I'll run away right away.'

It was while I was thinking about it.

"It hasn't been long since Her Highness came to this continent. Even before she applied it to the Holy Land, so I came here because I was very worried about how she would be doing."

"It was also because of the Queen. So, how long are you planning to stay here before returning?"

"I am planning to return to the Holy Land in half a year after teaching the Queen, so that she can be applied to the Empire and her duties, and then ȧssisting her at the end of the year."

"Then you can stay in the Imperial Palace until then."

Alexander readily expressed his sympathy. The High Priest bowed his head.

"Thank you very much for your consideration. May God's blessings be upon your Majesty's future."

*****

Meanwhile, just as Robelia was observing the High Priest, the High Priest was also observing the inside of the Imperial Palace.

'Up until the last time I saw him, the Emperor must have been showing favor to Aisha.'

Under the dignified and polite face, he thought so.

'It's not like that now. The relationship between the Queen and the Empress has been reversed.'

Now, Alexander didn't seem to be intentionally discriminating against one person in particular, but the High Priest could tell.

Even if he didn't do it consciously, the Emperor's attention and are focused solely on one person.

And that person was the Empress, Robelia. Even when Aisha became the Queen, she had been treated coldly by the Emperor for a long time.

The High Priest smiled curiously.

"Your Majesty, come with me to the drawing room. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've been wanting to talk to you, so the stories I want to tell have piled up so much that I'm almost sick."

"Oh my, it's good. I don't know how many things I wanted to talk about either."

The High Priest and Aisha both went to the drawing room of the detached palace. Every single one of them was bitten for wanting to relieve their reputation.

As it turned out, no one doubted the intention.

As soon as the last door of the drawing room closes.....

The atmosphere between the two, who were friendly like a real brother and a younger sister, has changed.

"Tell me how you ended up doing so badly."

The High Priest said, with a face so cold that couldn't even imagine that he was the polite and friendly man he was before.

Aisha also had an expressionless face.

"Didn't you come here knowing everything?"

She seemed to be trying to appear ȧssertive, but she could see her hands trembling thinly, despite the futile effort.

As the High Priest's gaze rested on her trembling hand, Aisha moved her brush to cover her hand.

the High Priest's eyes bent thinly as if laughing.

"Even if I were you, there is a limit to what I can understand about what happened while I was away."

Only then did Aisha clear her throat as if she had the heart to tell a long story.

"That's... Originally, Alexander had a thing for me. That's for sure. But one day... She suddenly said she wanted to get a divorce."

"Divorce? Empress?"

"Yes, of course he was rejected.... When Alexander said he could do anything but divorce, he suddenly moved his quarters to the royal palace."

Aisha's face turned red, perhaps because she knew it was a ridiculous story while talking.

"And then..... She started buying dresses and jewelry and kicked the nobleman at Friday's dinner....."

"....."

"All of a sudden..... She told me to fulfill my responsibilities as a Queen, and then I saw the work completely out of my hands."

"Have you never worked until then?"

"Yes, but, but….."

Aisha didn't even have time to make excuses.

Slap! A strong burst rang the air in the reception room.

Aisha seemed to be on fire at night.

"So what?"

The High Priest wiped his hands with a handkerchief and urged the conversation.

"That's why…. Alexander had no choice but to make me study for work, and then I was worried that he and that woman would come into contact, so I opened a salon….."

"So, how was it?"

"That, that…. Because of the woman, the reaction wasn't very good, but….."

Slap! This time again, relentless hand gestures continued.

Even though her teeth were swollen, Aisha couldn't rest and explained everything that had happened so far to High Priest.

And during the story, whenever Aisha's error was healed, the High Priest keep slapping her all night.

At last, by the end of Aisha's story, her two nights were inflated to twice the original size.

[ Sorry I really don't get this part either! Idk if it's about her cheek or the slap that continuing.]

""Your face is one of your few weapons, and you shouldn't let it go like this. If it's to put you in the position of a Queen."

High Priest, who was looking around at Aisha's red and swollen face, said.

As soon as he finished saying that, he gave off a white light.

As soon as High Priest divinity reached, the swelling of Aisha's teeth began to subside noticeably.

"You don't have to reflect on yourself."

He said.

"Especially, the fact that I was pushed out even though I gave him 'the power to know the transition of the regression'.... is really pathetic."

"......"

"But don't be determined."

High Priest slowly bowed down to meet Aisha's eye level. Aisha's face suddenly returned to its pretty appearance when she just entered the drawing room.

"Even you, who are pathetic, that's the God's will.. So, be quiet."