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 massacre their entire family. Oh poor, wretched creatures of

 

“Ruby?”

 

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

 

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

 

least be of some service to you with this

 

rare gentle smile and

 

always, our sweet little angel,”

 

really wanted

 

throwing up. After all, the handsome knight of the South was

 

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with that untimely helicopter crash that my tiresome life had at last come to an 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

 

a character in this novel, couldn’t I

 

“Ugh!”

 

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

 

eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de Borgia—I mean before I died—I was an adopted daughter

 

I was born. Like my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in Madrid and lived a life full of ballet classes, tennis club, horseback riding, 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 rest of the kids in my class. 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

 

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 she committed suicide at age twenty-one. As for my

 

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

 

looked in

 

become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in the fantasy

 

who abused his power to subjugate others. It was a story about the countries of the North

 

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

 

was destined to die, and to die no less

 

to gain even more 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 Izek van Omerta

 

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

 

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

 

mad about Rudbeckia killing his little sister, it seems like

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