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.

 

had any idea that this handsome knight would one day massacre their entire family. Oh

 

“Ruby?”

 

This time his long fingers

 

to Enzo who was

 

I can at least be of some service

 

his lips into a rare gentle smile and pressed them up against the top of my

 

as always, our sweet little angel,” he

 

really wanted

 

attend to than throwing up. After all, the handsome knight

 

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in the Renaissance Era, and as a character in

 

I was going to be reincarnated as a character in this novel, couldn’t I have at least been

 

“Ugh!”

 

good enough at throwing up silently that I didn’t need to worry about being caught by the

 

anorexia, or as people call it nowadays, an eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de Borgia—I mean before I died—I

 

so-called ‘Korean Peninsula’ where I was born. Like my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in Madrid and lived a life full of ballet

 

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

 

life and drug addiction. The only one in my adoptive family who would sometimes treat me nicely was my older sister, and she committed suicide at age twenty-one. As for my oldest brother, I quickly learned that he was a monster

 

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 was hell to

 

was just hallucinating before l passed away. But when I looked in the mirror, instead of seeing my

 

a character in the fantasy novel Sodom and the

 

in the Ressanaince Era and revolved around the tale of a vile, corrupt pope who abused his power to subjugate others. It was a story about the countries of the North and the clergy bravely

 

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

 

die, and to die no

 

attempt to gain even more political influence, were hellbent on marrying off Rudbeckia, and after three unsuccessful engagements and

 

noble and austere as Izek would lose his mind and decide to murder his wife’s entire family after only being married for six

 

made him lose his mind, it was hatred—hatred of Rudbeckia, who’d poisoned his little sister.

 

think about it though, more than being mad about Rudbeckia killing his little sister, it seems like Izek just got fed up with his backstabbing b*tch of a wife

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