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.

the meeting hosted by my father’s

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

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

all kinds of

it was not only the banquet but

with my haughty husband

of how holy the bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop,

have no idea why

But, well, I was wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable

her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such

the difference

but it

all old and loyal, regardless of what they did to me, the possibility of being kicked

suddenly started kicking them out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the

couldn’t stay still forever. Even if it’s just

I’ll be of any help. I don’t want to mess up the order

urgent. I’ll let you know step by step. You know, since I

lowered her eyes and clenched her hands

year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did she have that habit,

“Oh…”

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

look in her

position to feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the

life went through a situation like

only a few people knew about my shaken mind was similar to that of

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

without the concept of human rights or

“Why did your mother……”

her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother and

your father do something

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

forearm and a corner of my chest

already turned into

secret. I’m sure he’ll

had a rare joking tone. My hand weaving the wreath stopped and I gave her

have been really

the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t

well, but suddenly Freya pops up. That’s the power of a childhood friend. It’s

the beautiful greenhouse garden with

a guest

house, who was it? As soon as I looked

that the Duke sent

“What?”