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[Become Maxim von Waldeck’s wife at least in name.]
That was the sole mission assigned to Daisy, secret agent of the revolutionary army.
Maxim von Waldeck. The royal family’s bloodhound, and a mercenary bastard born out of wedlock.
With him forced onto the front lines as cannon fodder, the odds of him surviving the war were next to nothing. Unsurprisingly, no one else was willing to volunteer for a marriage that would end in widowhood.
All Daisy had to do was stay married in name while the war lasted, then slip away before the Duchy fell and the nation was defeated.
If she managed just that, she’d walk away with a hefty payout and a peaceful retirement.
“I’ll be back, Wife.”
Yes, it was nice meeting you, even if only for a moment. May you rest in peace.
“We’ll save the wedding night for after my return.”
What an optimist you are. May your soul rest in peace.
She’d just assumed he was dreaming of a rosy future, like every other hopeful groom.
…But.
[MAXIM VON WALDECK, UNPRECEDENTED VICTORY!]
Everything went the opposite of what she’d expected.
[HERO OF THE KINGDOM, GRAND DUKE WALDECK! HIS FIRST WISH AFTER RETURNING HOME?]
[To hold my beloved wife, Daisy, in my embrace.]
No way. There had to be some mistake, a journalist’s embellishment.
But Maxim von Waldeck was a man who treated his promises as sacred.
“I’m back, Wife.”
With just that as a greeting, he swept her into his arms. The sudden show of affection left Daisy’s eyes darting left and right.
“…Shall we head to the bedroom now?”
“Huh?”
He smiled lazily and murmured into her ear.
“Sorry, but I can’t wait any longer.”
The front of his trousers was burning hot and looked ready to burst.
‘This crazy, perverted bastard!’
Could Daisy manage to get a divorce safely before her true identity was discovered?
