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 massacre their entire family. Oh

 

“Ruby?”

 

stroking my head, called for me again. This time his long fingers groped the back of my head. I shuddered in revulsion.

 

head and locked eyes with Cesare. After glancing at his eerie azure eyes, I shifted my gaze to Enzo who was frowning

 

at least

 

a rare gentle smile and pressed them up against the top

 

our sweet little angel,”

 

I really wanted to

 

After all, the handsome knight of the South

 

***

 

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 my previous life,

 

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

 

“Ugh!”

 

feel 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

 

nowadays, an eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de Borgia—I mean before I died—I was an adopted daughter of an upper-class

 

where I was born. Like my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in Madrid and

 

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

 

time I grew numb to the racism that I faced at school, but as for my life at home, despite the sophisticated, welcoming facade of my adoptive family, there was always an unspoken rule that I was

 

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

 

of shame to my family or offended them in the slightest, there was hell to pay. And when I woke up here, it was

 

passed away. But when I looked in the

 

days to realize that I’d become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in the fantasy novel Sodom

 

vile, corrupt pope who abused his power to subjugate others. It was a story about the countries of

 

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

 

Rudbeckia, was destined to die, and to die no less than at the hands of my

 

marrying off Rudbeckia, and after

 

to murder his wife’s entire family after only being married

 

hatred—hatred of Rudbeckia, who’d poisoned his

 

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 and ended

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