Iâll Change My Husband First with an Abduction Marriage â Chapter : 16
Ludwig was intoxicated with elation as he led the Imperial Knights.
For a mere collateral-line member like him to lead the Imperial Knights at the front was symbolic in many ways.
It made him feel as though he were the real Crown Prince.
And on top of that, he was chasing the man and woman who had driven him mad for the past week.
âThis time, Iâll never let you off, Arpad!â
He held a deep inferiority complex toward his cousin, who excelled in every way.
And yet that cousin stole his bride on the wedding day.
It was enough to shatter Ludwigâs high but glass-fragile pride.
Now, leading the elite knight order behind him, was a good chance to heal that wounded pride.
âThis time, Iâm the pure victim!
Even if Arpad dies by my hand, he has nothing to say!â
Filled with inferiority and killing intent, he pursued them following the information Evangeline had brought.
After riding hard for a long time, at last he saw a long tail of dust cloud rising in the distance.
Arpadâs party, shamelessly, was traveling along the main road through the Artanua Plains, the continentâs greatest breadbasket.
And leisurely, at that.
It didnât look like the party of a scoundrel who abducted a brideâif anything, it almost looked like a dignified wedding procession.
Ludwig urged his horse onward at the head of the knight order.
Of course, he didnât follow the winding road as it was.
It would be a waste of time.
Dudududuâ!!
Hooves trampled over the wheat fields of the Artanua Plains where shoots had just sprouted.
Where the knight order led by Ludwig passed became a complete wreck.
But neither Ludwig nor any of the knights cared.
Before long, Ludwig was able to catch up to Hyliaâs party.
The small escort force guarding the few carriages couldnât stop the Imperial Knights.
The Imperial Knights blocked the front of a white carriage bearing the royal crest.
As the carriage was forced to stop, Ludwig approached, drew his sword, and flung the carriage door open.
âGot you, HyliaâŠâŠ!â
Ludwigâs eyes went wide in shock.
* * *
Sitting face-to-face with her mother in the Empressâs palace, Evangeline gnawed at her lip in impatience and anxiety.
âWill Ludwig manage it?â
She knew very well why she was anxious.
Because nothing like this had happened in the âoriginal story.â
Arpad and Hylia were characters who had almost no point of contact.
âAn abduction marriage, of all things!â
Hylia was supposed to marry Ludwig, hand him everything of House Delphine, and die.
At this rate, Ludwig wouldnât be able to inherit House Delphine.
And it would become impossible for her to take everything by taking Ludwig for herself.
Her plan, built on the original story, had been thrown badly off course!
âAnd why does it have to be Arpad, of all people?â
When she had read the original in passing before possessionâcursed at it, then forgot itâshe hadnât had any particular thoughts about the character named Arpad.
Despite his few appearances, he was a character most readers were angry wasnât the male lead.
But he was just a character in a novel, wasnât he?
She had no special interest in a character who wouldnât even be a second male lead and would die.
âTo begin with, I read while getting angry that neither the heroine nor the hero had any charmâŠâŠ.â
Hylia, the female lead who was obedient and could do nothing but cry, was naturally not to her liking.
And Ludwig, the male lead, wasnât very appealing either.
Readers clung to the keyword of âregret storyâ and held on to see the male lead regret, but she wasnât even that type.
Even when she read the novel as a habit without thinking.
And even when she never imagined she would end up possessed into that novel.
She hadnât realized.
âArpadâŠâŠ.â
That the man named Arpadâseen with her own eyes in this world, heard by her own ears, smelled by her own noseâŠâŠ.
Could be so utterly enchantingâŠâŠ.
But even to her, the possessor, Arpad was like a picture in a book that she could never have.
âBecause heâll go mad and die anyway.
Even in the original, there were ways to delay the madness, but there was no way to erase it.â
Even she, the possessor, couldnât make it so Arpad wouldnât go mad.
Knowing that, she couldnât want him anyway.
Especially not while knowing that Ludwig was the original male lead and would become Emperor.
But even soâŠâŠ.
When she thought that Arpad might become someoneâs husband, her chest felt tightly blocked.
Noâlike sheâd swallowed burning charcoal and her chest was scorching from the inside.
Evangeline didnât even notice her lips were bleeding.
Only when Empress Isabelle reached out to stop her did she realize.
âStop, Eva.
Your pretty lips will be ruined.â
ââŠMother.
Itâll be fine, right?â
Unlike Evangeline, the Empress was calm.
âWhat are you so worried about?
In any case, the daughter of Delphine and Arpad are both people who must be killed.â
The Empress was utterly composed.
âAnd thanks to the rumors weâve spread all this time, their reputations are already at rock bottom.
No one will recognize them as husband and wife.
His Majesty wonât allow it either.â
ââŠYes, Mother.â
âDonât forget, Eva.
Your mother will surely make you the empireâs true Empress.â
Evangelineâthe possessor inside herâsneered at the Empress.
âAs if youâre just a character in a book who canât even notice your precious daughterâs soul has been replaced.â
And Evangelineâs anxiety soon took shape and struck her.
âYour Majesty!
Your Majesty the Empress!
His Highness Arpad and Lady Delphine have entered the palace!â
News they didnât want at all.
* * *
âW-WhatâŠ?â
Ludwig, who had opened the carriage door with a sword and a vicious gaze, froze.
The carriage was empty.
He shouted furiously and rushed to the driverâs seat.
âHylia?
Arpad?
Why is the carriage empty?!â
According to the information the Empress had given, this carriage was heading from the northern detached palace to the Imperial Palace.
And there was even information claiming that both Arpad and Hylia had been seen riding in this carriage.
Ludwig pressed his blade to the poor driverâs neck and shouted,
âWhat the hell happened?!â
The driver trembled and answered,
âA long time ago, in the Noel region, they already split from our party!â
Noel was a full dayâs distance even if you rode at full speed.
It was too late to chase them now.
And who could know where they might be by this point?
The testimony of the few other knights was similar.
This party had been bait from the beginning.
âDamn it!!â
And though there was no real meaning in knowing it now, there had never been any possibility from the start that he could stop Hylia and Arpad from entering the capital ahead of time.
Because at Hyliaâs advice, Arpad had prepared not one or two bait parties.
* * *
I was standing in the plaza before the Imperial Palace that I had left about a week ago.
Noâmore precisely, I was seated on a horse with Arpad as we looked up at the Imperial Palaceâs main gate.
Since this place was always crowded, we were surrounded by people who recognized us.
Whispers hummed from all directions like a swarm of bees.
âIs that the Crown Prince and the young lady who disappeared?â
âThe bride of that wedding that was stopped a week ago?â
âThey say it was an abduction marriage, but alreadyâŠâŠ.â
I ignored those voices.
And I looked up at the Imperial Palaceâs main gate, the âGate of Glory,â with a complicated expression.
This gate is the largest entrance of the Imperial Palace, opened only to special people.
Direct-line royals on procession, or parades for heroes who saved the nation.
Right now, Arpad, mounted on a horse with me, was boldly demanding the Gate of Glory be opened.
âOpen the gate, at once.â
The commander of the Imperial Second Knight Order, directly under the Emperor, who guarded the Gate of Glory, looked flustered.
âYour Highness the Crown Prince?â
âThatâs right.
Fortunately, your eyesight is normal, so I have no need to waste words.
Open it.â
âWh-Where in the world have you been all this time?
And the person beside you isâŠâŠ!â
He was sweating coldly with a sense of trouble.
âCome to think of it, heâs one of the ones who sided with the Empress and Ludwig.â
I deliberately leaned into Arpad.
Then, through the skin where we touched, I felt a vibration as though he were purring like a satisfied beast.
Without realizing it, I tensed so much it felt like all the fine hair on my body stood on end.
But I couldnât show an awkward distance with him.
âIn any case, weâre already husband and wife.â
We needed to prove that fact before everyone.
So that no one could deny this marriage.
As if to blow away my concern, Arpad naturally wrapped an arm around my waist.
Then, with his head buried against my shoulder, he glared at the commander with sharp eyes and spoke again.
âDo not make me say it three times.
Move.
How long do you intend to obstruct the procession of the Crown Prince and his consort (ćŠ)?â
The commander must have known.
That if he blocked them any further, Arpadâs blade might fly for his throat.
In the end, he stepped aside powerlessly.
And Arpadâs great white horse passed proudly through the Imperial Palaceâs front gate and entered.
It was only the two of us, but it was a clear parade.
* * *
âSo?
Satisfied?â
âVery.â
At my answer, Arpad laughed brightly.
A man whose laughter even is extraordinary.
I asked softly,
âHow long are we going to keep moving on horseback?â
No one rides horses inside the Imperial Palace.
For royals, riding in a carriage is permitted.
And for the hero of a victory parade, there is a privilege that allows them to ride a horse all the way to the Emperor.
Right now, we belonged to neither category.
But Arpad seemed, on purpose, to have no intention of dismounting, as if to show it off.
âWho knows.
Until we reach the Crown Princeâs palace?
We need to show it all around, just as you want.
Thatâs why you arenât asking me to let you down, isnât it?â
His perception is uncanny.
Just when I was thinking, Heâs a man whoâs annoyingly sharp and stingy without giving me anything.
I felt an extremely fervent gaze stabbing at us from one corner of the palace.
A look as if it wanted to burn me to ash if it could.
A familiarâand expectedâperson.
âEvangeline!â






