The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 47: The war between Sigrid and Emmah begins.

Roland and Benjamin reacted at the stime, both of them bent down with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Emmabh, are you okay, why are you spitting up blood again?" Roland asked.

Benjamin raised his head and shouted to the herald, "Send for a royal doctor."

They both hand one hand each on Emmah’s back, fighting for the opportunity to ease her pain, they were

fussing like two mother cats fighting to help one kitten. Roland got his silk handkerchief and offered it to Emmah

while Benjamin took away the blood stained one in Emmah’s hands.

"Water, someone bring a cup of water." Benjamin yelled.

Roland stripped off the white fur coat he had on and put it around Emmah, cocooning her as if the slightest

breeze of wind would do her incredible harm. Benjamin meticulously adjusted Emmah in the wheelchair,

checking the pillow which she was leaning against to ensure her comfort.

"Take it easy." he said.

His voice was soft and reassuring as he whispered the words of comfort, tapping her hands tenderly. The

unconventional scene was wrapped up by Roland that checked Emmah’s temperature with his hand against her

forehead, his expression a mix of concern and determination.

The two brothers behaved as if there was nobody in the hall except for the three of them because they had

forgotten about the rest of the nobles in the court that were looking at them with disapproval.

They watched with curiosity and criticism, whispering like rustling leaves as they exchanged glances which they

sent Sigrid’s way mostly as she was the crown princess whose husband was showing excessive care for another

woman.

Sigrid was not watching the nobles, she was watching the comical display of concern the two brothers were

expressing for Emmah’s well-being.

The whispers of statements like, "How unbecoming," and "Which one of them is courting her?" went right over

her head.

Sigrid’s lips moved up slightly in a smile because she also saw the look of reproach on Rina’s face, she certainly

didn’t approve of Benjamin's fussing over the unknown Emmah. What she wanted for her son was a marriage

match for her son with a woman from a family that could match up to the Thorin’s.

"Crown prince, you forget where you are." The queen said.

Her voice echoed through the hall, it was heard by everyone and thanks to it, Roland realized that he was

behaving in a odd manner.

He raised his head and then bowed, "Forgivequeen mother, Lady Emmah saved my life and she is yet to

heal from her wounds. | believe that | am obligated to see to it that she gets the best care possible and recovers

as soon as possible."

The royal doctor finally arrived and the brothers stepped aside, Benjamin's eyes remained on Emmah while

Roland continued to face the king and queen. But, every once in a while, his eyes darted to her.

While she was being checked, silence reigned in court but the whispers did not end, especially when Emmah

winced and Roland spun around completely, forgetting himself once again.

Sigrid decided that it was tto step in. "Doctor Wise, this royal court is not a hospital, if miss Emmah is not

doing well | believe that the best place for her to be right now is the hospital. Perhaps you should escort her out

and check her condition in a well equipped place."

The nobles trembled as if winter arrived and the cold had infected them, the excitement was for no reason other

than anticipation of what Sigrid intended to do. Would jealousy overwhelm her and push to slap Emmah?

Even with the anticipation, many of them approved of her words that had been said calmly, this was not the

right place for a woman that was so pale, appearing as if she would die in the coming hour.

Lord Bailey was surprisingly the first to step in and express his support for Sigrid. "The crown princess is right, if

lady Emmah..."

"Miss." Sigrid corrected, and smiled gently at Lord Bailey. "lI appreciate your stance lord Bailey, pardonfor my

intrusion but | think that it is only proper that we address miss Emmah here by the right title, she is a commoner

after all."

"You are familiar with her." Lord Bailey said.

Sigrid nodded. "Miss Emmah can be considered a quarter of a ward of my grandmother the duchess Thorin. For

years she has funded the orphanage where miss Emmah was raised. In addition to that, Emmah’s mother

worked as a maid at our estate for many years and retired recently.

Emmah here is engaged to one of the shopkeepers that work for my father, Mr. Cyprian Bumblebert. If the two

prince’s could step aside, Mr. Wise should transfer her to a hospital and send word to Mr. Bumblebert so that he

can cand check on his fiance’."

Emmah was ready to cough again when she heard the news about her supposed fiance, her face transformed

from pretentious sick to real sick. It had not been in her expectations that the crown princess had a smooth

tongue, a way with words.

With a few sentences, she had managed to cut off both princes from her, they had actually stepped aside

respectfully keeping an appropriate distance.

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She was unwilling to marry this shopkeeper that she had never heard of, she was a transmigrator, the chosen

one that was destined to rule over this kingdom. Not even this backward pampered crown princess would stop

her.

A halo above her head which nobody could see but her started to glow, her pulse which was previously weak

picked up speed and her pale complexion beca little lighter.

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"Oh, so she is not dying." Sigrid said flatly.

"No, she will live a long life as long as she eats well and takes care of herself." Doctor Wise replied.

Sigrid scoffed inside, not if | can help it, she thought. Emmah had to live a short life on this world, if she dropped

dead right now, Sigrid would be happier.

The doctor retreated and once again the two prince’s and Emmah found themselves facing the king.

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Sigrid’s head turned quickly, if she had a cup in her hand it would have dropped to the floor.