How to Get My Husband on My Side

But no matter how shocking it may have been, she should not lose her composure.

It wasn’t her way to get influenced by the emotions in the heat of the moment and be irrational.

Look away and behave. After all, he was just falling in love with a dancing doll.

It could have been that his eyes were spellbound by the brief encounter. His amusement with a doll who was good at warming his bed, would not last long.

As she strengthened her mind, Freya turned back swiftly.

“Yes, I must have been very mistaken. I’m deeply ashamed of having insulted the Duchess.”

Looking at Freya’s swaying back, Izek suddenly recalled a day from about six years ago.

The year he attended the gladiatorial match at the age of 17, the moment he decided to participate for no particular reason, the moment he took the championship wreath for no particular reason, the moment he handed it to his sister without any particular reason, and the moment he nodded his head when Freya asked if he would give it to her if he won again next time, for no reason.

He thought something would change after winning the most prestigious competition on the continent.

However, even after winning the title of the youngest champion ever, his boredom remained the same.

The audience’s thunderous shouts and the pride in the faces of his father and his sister.

If he becomes the champion again this time…

“So you were here.””

Izek looked back at the cardinal, who placed his hand on his shoulder without hesitation.

The more he saw him, the more different he looked from Rudbeckia.

There was no law that stated siblings had to resemble each other, but here even the species themselves seemed to be of different flowers.  He was not sure if it was just a southern thing…

“Ruby…”

“She went to get some fresh air. She’ll be back soon. Brother-in-law doesn’t seem to like this kind of event very much, right?”

“I don’t hate it, but I can’t enjoy it either.”

“That’s too bad. I was waiting to invite you to a southern banquet one day.”

“I’m curious what a southern banquet is like.”

“Do you think my sister will like it? Come and see it one day.”

Cesare, who smiled understandingly, tapped him lightly on the shoulder and took the lead toward the dinner table.

It was quite close, so Izek silently followed along.

Then something unexpected caught his eye.

In addition to various types of meat, a table full of northern-style seafood dishes, and giant turtle dishes containing turtle meat dishes showed off their splendid appearance.

He narrowed his eyes and beckoned to a nearby servant.

“Yes, Sire?”

“Put them all away and serve them on another table.”

“What? But…”

“Should I say it twice?”

his cold voice, the servant quickly bowed

was a royal

was the king’s favorite nephew, there would be no problem even

very interested gaze, opened his

thank you

“What?”

think you take good care of my sister with all your

quietly was quite

way of

Izek unconsciously asked back.

“What do you mean?”

I don’t know what to say. Should I mention that

bitter emotion flashed on his

continued to talk,

my father for a while when

chaotic about Rudbeckia’s birth origins a long time

denied

blue eyes staring

she wasn’t the same at the beginning. My sister couldn’t put her name on the family register until she turned four. And for a

“…I had no idea.”

fact that I didn’t

“What happened?”

you do when you

say he went crazy when he saw his mother’s body hanging

Izek did not answer.

not seem to have asked the question in hopes

eldest son, had to follow

“…….”

I suddenly visited her, can you imagine what

his head, Cesare’s eyes flashed

that looked like the misery of the day was still vivid and made

scar engraved on a skinny body lingered in his

to be beyond

better not to imagine. The monks

“… … .”

that day. And I persuaded my father to take over her education….. It took

was a gentle ripple in

He had no choice but

it was the truth. Even if it was only

now drank the strong wine in one gulp and smiled stiffly at his

so well for a while that she might have completely forgotten what happened when she was young. But it was just an

“Illusion…”

was seriously sick. She suffered from it for 15 days, but what she did as soon as she barely woke up

“…….”

that there’s still some aftereffects left. It’s a good thing that my brother-in-law is a good man, and they’ve formed a true relationship.  Our holy father may not be pleased, but I

* * *

seat on the excuse of the bathroom and

down while

nervous while dancing,

just closed my eyes and stepped on

“Oh…”

“Ugh…”

into

friendly conversation on a quiet balcony were none other than Alfonso and a cardinal

smiled softly at me,