• The hated wife wants to divorce the Hero General Chapter 02

    The hated wife wants to divorce the Hero General! I don't believe in suddenly returning and become doting

    Chapter 02: And then my husband was gone

    I met with Alendio only five times.
    Today, I'm once again dressed in a glamorous outfit for nothing and my caramel brown hair is curled into a bun.

    At least, the long process was over.
    I almost screamed more than once as the maids "decorated" me.
    We're already married on the family register, but we don't like each other, so why should we bother meeting each other?

    No, right? No, I don't need to!
    Yeah, but I'm a "good girl" and I can't tell my parents how I really feel.

    I can't tell my mother, especially since she was so happy about this marriage.

    Alendio came to our house for the first time the other day, and my mother was so enchanted by him.

    "Alendio is such a gracious, relaxed boy"

    Mother, he was silent and unfriendly.
    Probably it was because our house was seen as the enemy territory for him.

    "~~When Soaris turns 17, will you have the wedding ceremony? My husband and I were married when we were seventeen."

    My mother, who is often referred to by relatives as a "brain of flowers", was like that the whole time Alendio was around.

    When she told me about the wedding, Alendio just replied, "Yes, I know" and when I saw that, I apologized to him in my heart.
    There was nothing I could do to save him, but I decided to at least be an obedient and quiet wife, who isn't asking for love of his part.

    A few days later, I wondered why I was heading to his mansion again.
    My expression in the carriage is one of a dead corpse, but I have to "paste" a smile on my face when we arrive at the earl's mansion gates.

    Alendio's face has become brighter somewhat as the count family's pocketbook has improved, and he seems to have become even more handsome, even though he was already.
    He's still not smiling, but he definitely has a face that would be popular with the ladies.
    The fact that I'm an average woman and his wife is yet another "I'm sorry".

    The servants compliment me on "how charming the young lady is", but I'm aware that I'm ordinary, they just flatter me for compromise.

    Ah, again today the sparkling handsome man greeted me.
    With a disgruntled look on his face...

    "Oh, good morning."

    "Good morning."

    Why so early in the morning? I think we both are thinking the same.
    But Alendio's father had insisted that he would love to observe me being instructed in the art of swordplay!
    In my opinion, it's because if I don't fall in love with Alendio, he is worried this marriage will end soon.
    I knew right away that he wanted to show me how cool his son was.

    "It's too early, so I won't bother you for start practicing right now, if it's okay with you can watch me doing the basics movements."

    Clearly, you're the one bothered for having to be with me.
    Well, it was a good thing we exchanged more than two words, we can call it a small talk.
    As I know he dislikes it, there's no need for further conversation, I'd rather have Alendio doing the sword practice, and I'll watch it silently.
    Let's just laugh as if it were a shame, and follow Alendio, who had quickly walked away.
    We came to the courtyard of the mansion.

    "Wow, what beautiful roses."

    There was a garden full of colorful flowers, and the larges, pale red roses were particularly beautiful.
    He was so surprised to see my eyes sparkle that Alendio stopped in his tracks and turned around.

    "Do you like roses?"

    "Yes, I do"

    "Okay."

    "Yes..."

    He looked at the roses and seemed to be thinking about something.
    Perhaps you're thinking of leaving me here and going to swordplay yourself?

    But after the silence, he walked away again without saying a word.

    "Um, can I follow you? ... Is that okay? Because that's what we're here for."

    I walked through a gate with an arch of trees and out into the open space leading from the courtyard.

    But then my uselessly curly hair got caught on a single branch.

    "Kyah...!"

    Hurriedly I looked to my right and saw a tuft of hair tangled in heart-shaped leaves and thin branches.
    I Frowned, but reached out to untie it.

    "Don't touch it!"

    "Ah"

    A harsh voice restrains me, and I jerk my shoulders in a jolt.

    I notice Alendio who was right beside me, reaching his fingers to where my hair was tangled.

    "Oh-- myself--"

    I'll do it myself, I tried to say that, but I swallowed my words, afraid of his sharp gaze.

    He didn't say a word, but with gentle hands untied my hair.


    "Thank you"

    "Yes"

    Short answers.
    He doesn't like me, I know it ... is it only me tending to think negatively?

    I'm sure he thinks this was my fault, because wanting to show my hair in a fancy way.
    He didn't even wait for me! Just turned away, making it seems that he dislikes even having to touch my hair.


    If this is how it's going to be, will it be ever possible to get along with Alendio?

    After that day, the wrongness of my father's idea of marring me to you was even more clear and bitter.

    ----

    Two months after I had married Alendio, I visited the Earl of Heathlans' house and received a shocking announcement.


    "As a matter of fact, Alendio will be leaving for military service next month."
    "Eh..."

    My father-in-law said that with a sigh.
    From the way he looked at me, I could tell that he must have opposed to it, but he couldn't persuade Alendio.

    "If I pay the exemption, he can avoid military service because he's my only son and heir" he said, "But, I couldn't help but listen to him when he said he was going to become a knight and was going to make a difference in..."

    Well, it's gone dark in front of me.
    I've heard rumors that warfare has started at the border.
    Since this city is far from the border, it was still just "so it seems", but I didn't think of it as something that will affect someone near me.
    And even though it was only by contract, I had no idea that someone who was my husband would serve in the military.

    He's only 15 years old!

    ... It's true that the age of adulthood in this country is sixteen, but... 15 is the age at which you cannot even receive a inherited title without a guardian, and if you're supposed to, it's the time when you are enrolled in an Academy.

    The only people who would go to military service from this age would be the second and third sons of aristocratic families who don't have much money or those who are commoners and don't have jobs, and some belligerent boys who want to rise as knights.

    How could Alendio, the only son of a venerable earl family, go to the battlefield?

    "Why would Alendio go so far?"

    My husband eyes... since the first time he avoided looking me in the eyes.

    We're not friends, we're not really married, we're not a couple, and we haven't broken free of the "two people forced into marriage" relationship.
    But ... if so, it's not too much?

    "Did he hate spending time with me that much?"

    We don't even live together.

    We don't even see each other every day.

    It's just an occasional cup of tea.

    It's too shocking that you'd rather be on the battlefield than being near me.

    "Marriage with me drove Alendio to the battlefield...?"

    Such a complaint unintentionally escaped from my mouth.
    My father-in-law hurriedly denied it.

    "It's not! It was me who have given him a lot of trouble in the past, I've been so ungrateful with him. And yet, Alendio seems to think that he's going to make this house prosperous with his military achievements!! Don't think it's because he dislikes Soaris or anything."

    "But if you go into battle, there's a chance you'll die, right? No matter how good you are with a sword, slaying someone... there's always the possibility of getting slayed, right?"

    I don't have any special affection for Alendio.
    That said, isn't it too lonely to say "Yes, go ahead" when they say they're going to fight?

    "Alendio is stubborn, you know. So was my wife. I wouldn't want Alendio to go, either, if I could, but he has already gone through the process..."

    Apparently he had completed the recruitment process on his own, and when it came down to it, even my father-in-law couldn't do anything about it.

    "Besides, there's the matter of the exemption money. Maybe it's just that Alendio don't want to ask the Viscount Lindor family to lend him any more money. Maybe."

    "Didn't you make him marry me so that you could get help with money in these situations?"

    It makes me a little sad to say that to him but...
    Seeing me, my father-in-law apologetically let out a deep sigh.

    "I'm sorry Soaris, but I've to trust my son. Alendio is already fifteen, I couldn't do anything.... when he told me that he would decide his own path... No, not anymore..."

    In the awkward air, I waited for Alendio's return with an unspeakable sadness.

     ◆◆◆

    In the end, Alendio never returned from the sword master's house that day, and I went back to my home.
    I wrote him a letter and told him that I didn't want him to go, but he didn't reply.

    I really don't want him to go.
    Because he could die at any moment....
    If you pay the money, you can be exempt from military service.

    You married me, which you also hated, but when are you going to use it in your favor if not now?

    No, I don't want you to say thank you...
    I don't want you to thank me...
    But I would feel a lot better if you, instead of only hating me, decides to use the money to save your life.

    Even when I appealed to my parents to convince them to take him on, Alendio never reversed his decision.

    I wrote to him several times, telling him I wanted to meet with him and talk, but he replied, "I'm not going to change my mind. It's the only way to get away from it. It's the only way."

    Are you saying this is the only way to escape from me?
    I guess it's just better not be told it in my face.

    After failing to convince him, I didn't feel like doing anything else.
    I embroidered every day in a daze to comfort myself.

    It's time to give up.
    This was the way it was meant to be.

    All I could do was to embroider a handkerchief to wish him well.

    I told myself this for a few days...

    Moments ago, I was told that Alendio was leaving for joining the King's Army today, so I was on my way to see him off.

    "How are you doing?"

    "Good"

    I hadn't seen him in a while, and he had grown a little taller.
    He didn't smile and his expression was hard.

    Gently held the embroidered handkerchief I'd brought with me out in front of him.

    "Here."
    "You'll give it to me?"
    "I hope you don't get hurt."
    "Yes"

    He took it, as expected. If he had rejected this, I would have crumbled to the ground.

    "Please don't die."
    "I know. I'll come back alive."

    My husband, who I knew nothing about... He was like a stranger for me.
    But I was sad to see this child, who was three years older than me but still not quite an adult, go.

    "Take care"
    "Yes"

    That's it? I didn't think so.
    I suppose my position in his mind could be settled with a "Yes".
    That's the only thing that falls to my chest in a stoned way.

    Alendio straddled his horse with an imposing figure, not even looking back at us.
    He raised his right hand in greeting to those who had seen him off, and then galloped off with his attendants.
    We had no way of knowing that we would not see each other for the next ten years...

     



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