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.

 

idea that this handsome knight would one day massacre their entire family. Oh poor, wretched

 

“Ruby?”

 

pretended to hesitate for a moment, Cesare, who had been stroking my head, called for me again. This time his long fingers groped the back of my head. I

 

azure eyes, I shifted my gaze to Enzo who was frowning discontentedly, and then to Lady Julia and my father beside her, both seated upright, poised and dignified as

 

I’m grateful that I can at least be

 

a rare gentle smile and pressed them up against the top of

 

as always, our sweet little

 

really wanted to

 

had more pressing matters to attend to than throwing up. After all, the handsome knight

 

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end and I could finally rest. But if I’d known that I would be reincarnated as a 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 as

 

a character in this novel, couldn’t I have

 

“Ugh!”

 

to water. I’d gotten good enough at throwing up silently that

 

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

 

my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in Madrid and lived a life full of

 

time I felt different than the kids around me was 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

 

welcoming facade of my adoptive

 

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

 

a 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

 

when I looked in the mirror, instead of seeing my face,

 

that I’d become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in

 

about the countries of the North and the clergy bravely rising up and banding together to overthrow the wicked pope, his family, and the entirety of the house

 

and ‘Holy Grail’ was a metaphor for the holy site of the

 

no less than

 

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 murder his wife’s

 

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

 

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

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