"I do?" Ferdinand sounded confused and overwhelmed at the same time.

[Does she like this? Should I wear it more often when I see her?]

"Yes. I want to put you in my pocket too," Arabella beamed.

"!!!"

Her dear hubby was speechless.

’He’s so cute,’ Arabella thought as she gazed at her blushing husband.

"I can wear it every day if you like it that much. I have an entire wardrobe of this outfit," Ferdinand said in a much calmer voice, trying to act like it was nothing but deep inside, his thoughts were going haywire. And he still wasn’t meeting her gaze.

"An entire wardrobe?!" Arabella was surprised.

Who would want an entire wardrobe of the same outfit? She only had several copies of her official empress outfit.

But then again, Ferdinand was a fighter.

If there was suddenly a battle he would like to go to and he left without changing, it would surely get ruined so he indeed needed a lot of pairs of his official attire.

"Y-you don’t have to wear it every day. I also like your other outfits," Arabella said before her husband decided to have more of his official outfit made.

She knew it was not that comfortable for him either since he preferred his new clothes which were infused with magic by Alwin.

Those new clothes had self-cleaning properties so Ferdinand would not reek of blood even if he was from the battlefield.

"Oh, alright," Ferdinand sounded disappointed. He thought that maybe, Arabella was just saying those words to be polite and did not really like his outfit.

"I do like your outfits too," Arabella assured him.

"Then, which of my outfits do you like best?" Ferdinand inquired as if to make sure she was not just saying things to appease him.

"There are a lot since you look so cool in them. I’ll tell you later," Arabella smiled and Ferdinand acted all shy again.

[Why am I suddenly feeling embarrassed?]

Ferdinand wanted to stop thinking too much and being self-conscious about it but he could not help it.

After all, even Arabella chooses her outfits based on what Ferdinand seems to like more.

Arabella heard Ferdinand contact Alwin.

{Alwin, teleport us to the entrance.}

{Yes, Your Majesty.}

Alwin appeared beside them in his usual outfit.

"Let’s teleport to the throne room. It must be uncomfortable walking in those heels," Ferdinand glanced down.

Arabella was already used to it, but it was indeed uncomfortable.

"Oh, thank you for the consideration, Your Majesty," Arabella smiled.

"You don’t have to thank me," Ferdinand held her hand instead of letting her cling to his arm.

When she glanced at him, Ferdinand knitted his brows and said, "What, you don’t like it?"

"I like it. I was just wondering if you are alright with entering the throne room like this," Arabella pointed out.

After all, in their past life, he always offered his arm when they went to the throne room.

Thus, even if they were lovers now, Arabella got a bit concerned since he might be maintaining a cold and aloof image to scare the ministers and make them behave.

After all, the ministers could be troublesome. They might think Ferdinand was going soft after marrying her if they saw them holding hands.

Arabella and Ferdinand never even acted sweetly in front of other people in her past life but people still commented that Ferdinand was losing his edge because of his marriage with her.

In the end, they blamed Arabella for all sorts of things she did not even do. They even assumed that she was telling their Emperor what to do when they barely even met after she got pregnant.

Remembering those memories from the past made Arabella hesitate.

"Yes, of course, I’m fine with it. Why wouldn’t I?" Ferdinand said in wonder.

Arabella blinked twice and looked him in the eye to make sure he truly was.

His eyes and thoughts were clear. He indeed preferred holding hands even if it was the throne room they were heading to.

[Is she scared of what they would say?] Ferdinand squeezed her hand gently, noticing her hesitation.

He was indeed so sweet. Thank heavens they have a good relationship now and support each other like this.

Just feeling his warm touch reassured her that everything would be fine since he was here with her.

"I see. If it’s fine with you, then it’s fine with me too," Arabella could not help a warm smile from crossing her face.

Alwin then teleported them so they finally reached the throne room’s entrance. The huge golden doors loomed over them.

The guards there bowed and greeted them the instant they arrived.

"His and Her Imperial Majesty had arrived," announced the courtier who waited for their arrival.

Murmurs were audible inside and Arabella heard their surprised and puzzled thoughts.

[His and Her Imperial Majesty?!] 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

They sounded confused and surprised. Various thoughts of so many people flooded Arabella’s head that she could barely understand one thing from the other.

[Her Majesty is here too?!]

[Why is Her Majesty here?]

[Will they be attending court together from now on?!]

Arabella gulped nervously.

She was from a foreign nation, so of course, the ministers would be wary of her listening to all important matters of the Empire.

However, it was also Arabella’s job as the Empress to be there with Ferdinand so that she could support him properly.

’I’m already used to the way they look at me. I endured for years back then. This is nothing,’ Arabella tried to reassure herself.

The last time she attended the event at the Great Elder’s residence, some of the nobles thought she was building her own harem to spite Ferdinand because only three of her assistants were female.

Arabella had already asked Carla and her other maids to spread rumors in the shops they went to buy dresses for her that she and Ferdinand were getting along very well.

But who knows what the ministers would believe?

[She’s nervous? Ah, right... This was the first time that she would be attending court with me as my Empress. There were also rumors about her the last time when she attended the celebration.]

Ferdinand raised Arabella’s hand and kissed it.