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 might be delayed a little.

what

wasn’t expecting him to come anyway. But I

watch to create an

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insignia ran through the city

vehicle that took you to parties on a well-maintained road. Even if the times were different and

Or so I thought.

it was

be furious if you don’t make it

I remember, Freya and the

and deep

could sense their

that only people who had known each

to your

don’t think that will happen.

to me about things, and I responded as

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

to worry because a woman with a notorious reputation like

taking care of me, but that didn’t

have to show her the same side of me. Especially since those two were

husband is the final

the Angvan Palace, Britannia’s pride soared high toward the sky. The scenery of the

with long sleeves and men in dark

dressed in

priests in the neighborhood where monsters were prevalent, they did not seem to be caught

as her brother, was

power of the Omerta family, the advantage of being the queen of the king, her own great beauty, and impeccable character made it clear that everyone

so, the Omerta siblings’ best friend Freya was definitely

from what I thought, but somehow it reminded me

who did all sorts of favors to me, or to my father’s mistress, Lady

Cesare had a huge

in my previous life. What would everyone think of me if my miserable innermost thoughts were revealed?

I felt like a little girl

 it, being short was the same downside as

“Oh my…”

“That’s…”

As I approached to greet Ellenia and Freya, I replied

other vibes flowing from this large crowd, but it was okay because I was used to

my facial muscles are

encountered occasionally, came up and

so on. That

looked back at the place where her eyes were directed