How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 1

 

“I’ve finally found a worthy groom for you, darling,” announced Father, as he wiped off his lips with a napkin.

 

Laying on the knees of my oldest brother Cesare, I felt the urge to run back to my bedroom and throw up all the food I’d just eaten.

 

My second brother Enzo, who had been busily chowing down on an awfully smelly quenelle, slammed his fork down and cried out in protest.

 

“Not again! Father, how many times has it been already?”

 

“Enzo.”

 

“It hasn’t even been three months since her last engagement was called off! Regardless of what our family would gain from this marriage, shouldn’t you at least try to consider her feelings?”

 

“What a surprise to see you side with your little sister. Then would you rather battle the barbarians yourself instead of accepting Britannia’s support?”

 

“What are you talking about? Those savage barbarians up north wouldn’t stand a chance against the likes of me, the greatest, most noble soldier to ha—”

 

“Shut your trap, boy.”

 

The great noble soldier took the rest of the quenelle on his plate and shoved it into his mouth, aggressively chewing in protest.

 

The marriage proposal wasn’t any surprise to me though. I knew that it would come sooner or later.

 

“Who is it, Father?”, I asked cheerfully.

 

My father, who had been staring disapprovingly at Enzo, looked back my way and smiled.

 

“He’s Britannia’s hero. The king’s beloved nephew and famous knight of the South. He’s very handsome, I’m sure you’ll like him.”

 

“What! Father, do you know how bad his reputation is?!”

 

“Boy, was I talking to you?”

 

Enzo became quiet again.

 

this handsome knight would one day

 

“Ruby?”

 

stroking my head, called for me again. This time his long fingers groped the back of my head. I shuddered in revulsion. It felt like a cold snake

 

gaze to Enzo who was

 

Father. I’m grateful that I can at least be of some service to you

 

curled his lips into a rare gentle smile and pressed them up

 

as always, our sweet little angel,”

 

really wanted to

 

throwing up. After all, the handsome knight

 

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lady in the Renaissance Era, and as a character in a novel that I’d read long ago, and, to make matters worse, forced to survive in an environment that was just as vile

 

character in this novel, couldn’t I have at

 

“Ugh!”

 

up silently that I didn’t need to worry

 

old and new life was anorexia, or as people call it nowadays, an eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de Borgia—I mean before I died—I was an adopted daughter of an upper-class family in Spain. I guess you could say I was

 

siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in

 

sometime around 4th grade, when a boy in my class laughed at me while pulling back his eyes. At first I didn’t understand what it meant, so I just laughed along with the rest of the kids in my class. I

 

racism that I faced at school, but as for my life at home, despite the sophisticated, welcoming facade of my adoptive family, there

 

exposed for his promiscuous private life and drug addiction. The only one in my adoptive family who would sometimes treat me

 

habit for me to play the role of a smart, cheerful, and obedient daughter, since if I ever brought the smallest bit of shame to my family or offended them in the slightest, there

 

l passed away. But when I looked in

 

become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in the fantasy novel Sodom and

 

abused his power to subjugate others. It was a story about the countries of the North and

 

name ‘Sodom’ in the title referred to the people of the northern Romagna region of Italy, and ‘Holy Grail’ was a metaphor for the holy site of the Vatican City. And as for lucky me, I was reincarnated as Rudbeckia—the pope’s

 

and to die no less than at the hands

 

political influence, were hellbent on marrying off Rudbeckia, and after three unsuccessful engagements and another last minute cancellation, she ended up being married off to

 

why someone as noble and austere as Izek would lose his mind and decide to murder his

 

him lose his mind, it was hatred—hatred of Rudbeckia, who’d

 

it though, more than being mad about Rudbeckia killing his little sister, it seems like Izek just

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