How to Get My Husband on My Side

Bright sunlight poured through the circular glass walls, making the whole area sparkle.

Green grass, sweet-scented roses, lilacs, lilies, dahlia, rapeseed flowers, rudbeckia, petunia, and all sorts of other colorful flowers, statues with beautiful figures, and cool, peaceful sounds.

I felt like I was back in Romagna. At the same time, I realized that I was missing the nature and climate of the South, apart from my feelings for my family.

The golden sunlight and warm wind, siesta and sherbet, women with faded blonde hair, lace parasols, and men with tanned skin.

Maybe it was because it felt similar to where I lived in my previous life.

“We can go boating here.”

Ellenia, who followed me into the greenhouse garden, saw the magnificent waterfall from the fountain and said this calmly.

It was just like her, so I laughed.

“Ellen, you like lilies, don’t you? I’ll make you a wreath.”

“…Thank you.”

It was a vague answer, but it didn’t matter.

I wanted to see the brother and sister with a wreath on their head one day.

Ellenia sat on a rose-covered bench and looked around the surrounding landscape while I made a wreath out of lilies and other flowers. I couldn’t decide which looked more beautiful, the rose or Ellenia.

“This is a Southern garden. It may not be the same greenhouse from there, but is it similar?”

“It’s not exactly the same, but yes, pretty similar. Do you like it?”

“Yes, I think it’s wonderful. As you know, the style itself is different here.”

It must be different since this was a place where gnomes having fertility comparable to cockroaches, dug tunnels in the yard to make a living.

For this reason, the gardener who managed the greenhouse was from the temple vineyard.

Instead of wasting budget and manpower to make more improvements, they were going to focus on increasing security.

“By the way, there’s already quite a stack of invitations. It’s all for Ruby.”

“Oh.. Thank you.”

“As you know, you don’t have to answer each one. You have a lot of things to pay attention to, so I think it’s okay for you to start social activities after the festival season is over. You need to learn how to keep track of these things.”

Social activities were a must in Romagna.

Considering my status and position there, it was natural, and I hosted more frequently, rather than being invited.

head group, the meeting hosted by my father’s

of being busy or not having time, but everyone knew that they were

St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave me a banquet, invitations

to all kinds of social gatherings,

banquet but also the fact

I finally built a castle with my haughty husband and made a visit to

the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop, who usually seemed expressionless, looked

I have no idea why this analogy

was wondering if everyone would

lowered her head, clicking her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person, I’ll kick

I don’t know the

but it isn’t very

servants of Omerta were all old and loyal, regardless of what they

I suddenly started kicking them out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have exploded in

Even if it’s just

help. I don’t want to mess up the order that’s already been set

I’ll let you know step by step. You know, since I was a child, I’ve been

lowered her eyes

had never been in a sane state. Not only did she have that habit, but she was different

“Oh…”

others, but everything else was really weird. She was obsessed with her appearance, extravagant clothing, and she suddenly insisted on pouring

bitter look

I wasn’t in a position to feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination

from my previous life went through a situation like

people knew about my shaken

although my family desperately hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was difficult to understand and

concept of human rights

“Why did your mother……”

know about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother

father do

but I don’t know for sure… I was young at the time. It’s just my thought, but I think it’s because of my mother that my brother became a paladin. The naive idea of ​​getting to meet my mother, who would be a

my forearm and a

mother, who had already turned into a

is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious if

tone. My hand weaving

must have

and all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to persuade her, he really wouldn’t have

That’s the power of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to

the beautiful greenhouse garden with only two

guest

someone to visit me in this house, who was it? As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia

the

“What?”