How to Get My Husband on My Side

“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.

handsome knight would one day massacre their entire family. Oh poor, wretched creatures of

“Ruby?”

me again. This time his long fingers groped the back of my head. I shuddered in revulsion. It

eyes with Cesare. After glancing at his eerie azure eyes, I shifted my gaze to Enzo who was frowning discontentedly, and then to Lady Julia and my father beside her, both seated

that I can at least be of some service to

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

sweet little angel,” he

I really wanted to

After all, the handsome knight of the South was out

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finally rest. But if I’d known that I would be reincarnated as a lady in the Renaissance Era, and

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

“Ugh!”

my stomach tense up and my eyes begin to water. I’d gotten good enough at throwing up silently that I didn’t need to worry about being caught by the maids, but, nevertheless, it was still excruciating every

or as people call it nowadays, an eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de

young age, I knew nothing about the so-called ‘Korean Peninsula’ where I was born. Like my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in Madrid

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 thought that my eyes were round like everyone

welcoming facade of

had a separate lover, and my second brother, who was a rising tennis star, was publicly exposed for his promiscuous private life and drug addiction. The only one in my adoptive family who would sometimes treat me nicely was my older sister, and

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 pay.

looked in the mirror, instead of seeing my face, there was

de Borgia, a character in the fantasy novel Sodom and the Holy Grail

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 rising up and banding together to overthrow the wicked pope, his family, and the

in the title referred to the people of the northern Romagna region of Italy, and ‘Holy Grail’ was a metaphor

die no less than

political influence, were hellbent on marrying off Rudbeckia, and after three

would lose his mind and decide to murder his wife’s entire family after only being married for six months, it

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

sister, it seems like Izek just got fed up with his backstabbing b*tch