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?

understanding in advance that my brother’s arrival might be delayed a

so that was what you’ve

expecting him to come anyway. But I

to keep a close watch to create an image. That was my

***

ran

life; a luxury vehicle that took you to parties on a well-maintained road. Even if the times were

Or so I thought.

it

furious if you don’t

as I remember, Freya and the Omerta

connection and deep understanding of

sense

that only people who had known each other for a very long time could

tacky to your eyes. As you know, compared to Romagna,

that will happen. I

sociability, Freya talked to me about things, and I responded as

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

so it was natural to worry because a woman with a notorious reputation like mine, became her

me, but that didn’t mean she

side of me. Especially since those two were

my husband is the final

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

dressed in thin dresses with long sleeves

dressed

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

as her brother,

the queen of the king, her own great beauty, and impeccable character made it clear that everyone was

Omerta siblings’ best friend Freya was definitely a target

was different from what I thought, but somehow it reminded me of my

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

were, Cesare had a huge fandom

admiration. At least, in my previous life. What would 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 afraid of

like

the same

“Oh my…”

“That’s…”

Ellenia and Freya, I replied with a smile to those

suffocated by all the curiosity, contempt, hostility, envy, and other vibes flowing from this large crowd, but it was

my facial muscles are

priests, wearing brown robes, whom I encountered occasionally, came up and greeted me to ask about my

His Holiness was healthy these days, or Cardinal Valentino planned to visit Elendale, and so on. That was how we got to the fancy dome banquet

is really…” I opened my eyes wide and looked back at the place where her eyes were