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?

ask for your understanding in advance that my brother’s arrival might be

that was what you’ve

anyway. But

keep a close watch to create

***

colorful insignia ran through the

parties on a well-maintained road. Even if the times were different and the world was different,

Or so I thought.

wished it was

if you don’t make it

As far as I remember, Freya and the Omerta siblings’ mothers were close, even before they

explained their connection and deep understanding of each

sense their

people who had known each other for a very long time

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

will happen.

and I responded as humbly as I could, so it was a

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

was natural to worry

care of me, but

me. Especially since those two were the most important

is

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

were dressed in thin dresses with long sleeves

few knights dressed in

along with priests in the neighborhood where monsters were prevalent, they did

brother, was by far the best flower in

advantage of being the queen of

best friend Freya was definitely

I thought, but somehow it

of favors to me, or to my father’s mistress, Lady Julia, for making connections with my father

the rumors or public criticism were, Cesare had a huge fandom following, regardless

everyone think of me if my miserable innermost thoughts were revealed? How would it all tumble down? Funnily enough, there were times when I was

to say, I felt like

short was the same

“Oh my…”

“That’s…”

I approached to greet Ellenia and Freya, I replied

vibes flowing from

my facial

robes, whom I encountered occasionally, came up and greeted me to ask

Elendale, and so on. That was

at the