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.

 

any idea that 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

 

shifted my gaze to Enzo who was frowning discontentedly, and then to Lady Julia and my father beside her,

 

you, Father. I’m grateful that I can at least

 

a rare gentle smile and pressed

 

sweet little angel,”

 

I really wanted to

 

more pressing matters to attend to than throwing up. After all, the handsome knight of the South was out to kill me

 

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known that I would be reincarnated as a lady in the Renaissance Era, and as a character in a novel that

 

character in this novel, couldn’t I have at

 

“Ugh!”

 

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,

 

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 a child of

 

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

 

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

 

school, but as for my life at home, despite the sophisticated, welcoming facade of my adoptive

 

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 she committed suicide at age twenty-one.

 

the smallest bit of shame to my family or offended them in the slightest, there was hell to pay. And

 

looked in the mirror, instead of seeing my face, there was a beautiful western girl

 

realize that I’d become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in the fantasy novel Sodom and the Holy Grail

 

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

 

of the northern Romagna region of Italy, and ‘Holy Grail’ was a metaphor for

 

to die no less than at the hands

 

hellbent on marrying off Rudbeckia, and after three unsuccessful

 

his wife’s entire family after only being married for six months, it was Rudbeckia who made him go

 

Rudbeckia, who’d poisoned his little sister. Cesare had miscalculated

 

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

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