How to Get My Husband on My Side

After visiting the temple, I met the duke’s exclusive tailor, who Ellenia had called, and spent four days fitting new clothes, writing letters to the Romagna family, and preparing for the banquet.

In the meantime, even Izek’s nose could not be found, and according to Ellenia, the summer season was surprisingly the busiest with various preparations.

Anyway, that was how my first Elendaleian social event arrived.

The jade silk dress I wore during the Eucharist was the plainest dress I had ever brought.

Cream-coloured leather shoes studded with pearls and summer gloves. Other accessories were only aquamarine earrings.

My hair was also long braided downward without any accessories attached.

My modest attire was quite unexpected, and the blunt-faced maids looked a little suspicious, but they asked no questions.

“Ruby.”

I’m grateful for having an ice sculpture-like face call me by my nickname.

Standing under the hall stairs in a red dress with long sleeves, Ellenia was like a mythical goddess herself. Phew, I can’t believe she almost married Enzo. But, the person next to her…

“Ruby, say hello. This is an old friend of mine, Freya Van Furiana.”

(T/N: I believe the previous translator had called her Flaya(mentioned once in chapter 3) but to me, Freya sounded more natural, so I’ll be using that ^^)
“Good morning, Lady Rudbeckia. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” A cool smile that revealed her white teeth. A sparkling smile unique to a person who had lived surrounded by love made the viewer feel cheerful. She was a beauty with a style that naturally attracted people’s hearts regardless of gender and age.

Her crescent-like eyes were violet-colored. The dress she donned, wrapped around her long, slender body like a glove, and her blond hair hanging around her face, seemed lustrous.

It wasn’t dark blonde, flax coloured, like mine, but paler; a cold platinum.

She was that childhood friend.

Why are you all so pretty?

My whole life was filled with beautiful people, but I feel like I’m still normal compared to some of the people from this world.

And of course, a childhood friend would be treated differently from a humble bride from a foreign country.

I could tell by looking at the maid’s eyes full of kindness.

Tch.

“Nice to meet you, too, Lady Furiana.” I said shyly, and Freya’s eyes turned wide for a moment before she turned back with a cheerful smile.

“Ellen, you didn’t tell me she was such a lovely person.”

(T/N: The word used to refer Ruby here was  부인 = wife, the missus of a household, but that would sound awkward so I just went for she.)

“You might have thought of me as a hawk-nosed witch.”

Ellenia still had a perfect poker face on.

The way she looked at me while tapping her fan was a bit strange.

Was something wrong with my clothes?

my brother’s arrival

what you’ve

to come anyway. But

keep a close watch to create an image.

***

insignia ran through the city

vehicle that took you to parties on a

Or so I thought.

it

be furious if you

they’ll figure it out.” As far as I remember, Freya and the Omerta siblings’ mothers were close, even before they were born, so they grew up naturally

and deep understanding of each

could sense their

each other for

worried that the banquet here will look too tacky to your eyes. As you know,

think that will happen. I think Elendale

Freya talked to me about things, and I responded as humbly as

a friend, with her kindness and curiosity, she was also

an old friend of Izek and Ellenia, so it was natural to worry because a woman with a notorious

of me,

side of me. Especially since those two were

my husband is the

Angvan Palace, Britannia’s pride soared high toward the sky. The scenery of the moon tower and the crowd of nobles

dresses with

knights dressed in armour stood

the important members along with priests in the neighborhood where monsters

the best knight as her brother, was by far the best

family, the advantage of being the queen of

best friend Freya was

I thought, but somehow it reminded me of my

or to my father’s mistress, Lady Julia, for

criticism were, Cesare had a huge fandom following, regardless of gender, and Enzo wasn’t any

was the object of envy and admiration. At least, in my previous life. What would everyone think of me if

felt like a little girl

the same

“Oh my…”

“That’s…”

greet Ellenia and Freya, I replied with a smile

and other vibes flowing from this large

my facial muscles

priests, wearing brown robes, whom I encountered occasionally, came up

to visit Elendale, and so

eyes wide and looked back at