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

was what you’ve

him to come anyway. But I hoped he

keep a close watch to create an image.

***

with a colorful insignia ran through

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

Or so I thought.

it was more

be furious if you don’t make it

out.” As far as I remember, Freya and

and deep understanding of

could sense

people who had known each

banquet here will look too tacky to your eyes. As you know, compared to Romagna, it’s

that will happen. I

things, and I responded as humbly as I

she was treating me as a friend, with her kindness

Izek and Ellenia, so it was natural to worry because

taking care of me, but

have to show her the same side of me. Especially

my husband is the final

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

dressed in thin dresses with long sleeves and men in

dressed in armour stood

were paladins, but as they were the important members along with priests in the neighborhood where

best knight as her brother, was by far the best flower

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

friend Freya was definitely a target of

I thought, but somehow it reminded me of my family and social circle in

my father’s mistress, Lady Julia, for

matter what the rumors or public criticism were, Cesare had a

I was the object of envy and 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

felt like a little

the same downside as

“Oh my…”

“That’s…”

approached to greet Ellenia and Freya, I replied

envy, and other vibes flowing from this large crowd, but it was okay

facial muscles

robes, whom I encountered occasionally, came up

planned to visit Elendale, and so

back at the place