The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 147: Cute when embarrased.

The Thorin’s were lying again. It was true that they had not set the fire which killed Rina but they did make a

plan to kill her. At the debutante ball which was held by the queen once a year, they planned to release some

snakes and have one bite Rina.

That sball was the one which Phoebe had led to the death of Nathaniel who was accused of sexual assault

by Rina. After Rina died, the plan was scrapped.

"Let's forget it. We are all far away from the capital and have been on the road for a whole week. Who can dare

to suspect us of having a hand in a fire on the Windrider estate? We have perfect alibis because we don’t even

need to lie about where we are." Sigrid moved her hands around, gesturing for everyone to calm. "I suggest that

we all go and freshen up then return here for dinner and the viewing of three unreleased episodes of the rise of

Lady Blanche."

Lady Iryne gasped and jumped up eagerly, at the stRoland found himself on his feet. As soon as he

stood up, shswept through his body. He blushed, and closed his eyes, wishing that he was anywhere but

there.

He could feel the eyes of the Thorin’s on him, even without looking at them, he could picture the smiles on their

faces.

General Paxton was the first to laugh, he bellowed so loudly that the sound vibrated in the walls. He was joined

by Sigrid and then Lady Iryne. Roland could not stand the shanymore, he turned around fled the room.

The sound of their laughter followed him as he crushed into Jesting who was bringing a bottle of wine into the

room.

The wine bottle flew into the air, its contents spilled on the ground. A knight leaped up and caught the bottle in

time, preventing it from falling and breaking.

"My apologies Jesting." Roland rashly apologized hastily and continued to flee.

The poor butler was left puzzled, he had not seen the crown price so flustered in a very long time. So much so

that he had lost his princely aura.

A minute later, Sigrid found Roland in their bedroom with his head buried in a pillow. Muffled groans cfrom

his mouth which made her giggle.

"My love." she approached the bed and gently tapped his back slowly. "My love, are you planning to live the rest

of your life with this pillow over your face?"

He responded by groaning even louder and deeper, he couldn't help worrying about the fact that he would never

live the embarrassment down. Where was his dignity? How had he been so bewitched by television?

Sigrid covered her mouth to hide her giggles but the small sharp sounds could not be contained by the ordinary

palm of her hand. "Cone, it was not so bad. | promise you that when I left, nobody was laughing anymore."

Like a shy child, Roland slowly raised his head and peeked at Sigrid. "How bad is it? How thrilled is your father

tight now?"

She pulled him up and her arms went around his upper chest. Her head found a resting place next to the crook of

his neck.

"My love, we are all family. As you interact with us, the more you will begin to realize that there is no such thing

as embarrassment between family members. Before this day ends, John will have made at least ten stupid

statements. My mother will have done at least five silly things. My father....." she sighed. "You will see with time."

"Really." he sighed in a small voice.

Sigrid nodded, "We are Thorin’s. | am more amazed that you did not run out of the room after hearing about the

fire my mother had asked someone to set. To me, that is more troubling than your innocent excitement over

Lady Blanche."

As she comforted him smore by lightly patting his chest and arms, she thought about the fire and recalled

the one she had set. It was quite uncanny that her mother had done the sthings, like their thoughts traveled

along the swavelength.

"Or villains think alike." A suggestion cto her from Cosmos.

Sigrid was inclined to disagree, the Thorin’s were not truly villains. Apart from killing to protect themselves and

concealing gold, they were not the worst people in the kingdom. They were more like canon fodders and not the

villains the had made them out to be.

Then again, it was told from the perspective of the female lead and everything that stood in her way was bad.

"I must say that you look so cute when you are embarrassed. | have seen many sides of you but never this one

before. Your face has two expressions normally, a stoic cold face or a smiling one." She laughed openly, softly

without mockery.

"Hmph" was his response.

What are you thinking about now?" She asked him.

"Your smile."

Sigrid’s lips curved upwards. "My smile, what about it?"

One of his hands found her bare arm and slowly caressed it. "I was thinking about the day we married. When you

founddrunk like..."

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Sigrid threw her head back and laughed so loudly that the maids outside of the doors beccurious. A sound

like that had not been heard inside Stormwind castle in so long.

Most of the servants from Stormwind were happy, not only did they have a lady of the house but she had also

brought them gifts like clothes, candy and jewelry.

She made the crown prince happy

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Only one person was not happy, Lettice Yorke, the daughter of Roland's first governess.