The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 121: The Kings courtship.

Chapter 121: The Kings courtship.

A strange fortnight passed, during that time Sigrid’s ball was moved because they had to observe two weeks of mourning for the death of the consort.

Even the public execution of the captured rebels was delayed, they rotted away in prison slowly while the outside world started to forget about them.

The newspapers however continued to write about them, sharing every sordid detail of the arch duke’s plan which had been fifty years in the making.

Signed, like many of the citizens had moved on and her interest was now captivated by something ridiculous, the Kings very public courtship of fairy land princess.

As she sat in bed, sipping coffee and frowning at the picture on the front page of the paper which was of the king taking the princess shopping in public, she could not help feeling a little jealous. Why hadn’t her husband taken her shopping? Where was her courtship?

Fairy land princess had the king carrying her shopping bags personally, he was practically eating out of her hands and the people were enjoying it. Thanks to the newspapers, for the very first time ever they could keep up with the affairs of the royal family and other noble households.

"What are you doing?" Roland strolled into the bedroom and gave her a curious glance.

It was rather late for her to still be in bed, given that it was almost noon. His wife was a work obsessed woman, by this time she was usually in one of her restaurants, coffee house or the plantations.

"I am in bed reading the newspaper and drinking coffee." She answered.

"I can see that." Roland answered slowly, unbuttoning his shirt that was sticking to his back.

He had just returned from an afternoon ride and another horse training session. He had also tried to bond with Venom again, and he had a rip in his shirt to show for it.

Signed turned the front page of the paper to him and she pointed at the picture with vigor.

"Look at this, your father’s courtship is becoming a nuisance. I served porridge yesterday, and carried another baby.

This one was toothless and she had the most adorable smile in the world. Where is my front page picture?"

Roland responded by laughing. "Sigrid you have carried and posed for pictures with twenty babies in the last two weeks.

At this point it is no longer a question of will she carry a baby after serving porridge and more of whose baby will she carry today?

Haven’t you noticed that more and more women are coming to these porridge stalls with babies?

They are using you to get free pictures of their babies with the crown princess."

She thought about it and he was right, there were more mothers and babies at the porridge stalls than actual hungry people in need of free porridge.

"That is not my point, what I am trying to say is that your father has stolen my thunder. " she blurted out.

Roland did not understand so he looked at her with eyebrows shot upwards and curiosity.

"I used to own the front page of the newspaper and now he is dominating it with his love gestures." She put down the newspaper and sighed dramatically. "He kissed her Roland!!!!" She hissed, "On the lips in public!" She exclaimed.

Her outrged tone was similar to that of a scandalised mother whose daughter had just lost her reputation at the hands of a rake.

"You sound a little too outraged for someone that is throwing a bachelor’s auction. What is the difference between that and my father kissing his new .....err....I don’t know what to call her." He tossed the shirt in a laundry basket that was sitting in the corner.

Just like the rest of his siblings, he was disturbed greatly by his father’s bold display of affection for Faeloria’s princess. It was worse than how he had behaved when Rina was alive.

"Nobody is kissing at my ball." Sigrid said.

Roland guffawed, he looked at her with eyes that said.."Oh you little ignorant fool!"

"What?" She asked.

"It a ball Sigrid, you best believe that there will be some kissing in the corner somewhere. It’s even worse because yours is no ordinary ball but a bachelor’s auction ball. You are putting together unmarried men and women and encouraging them to hold hands, drink and giggle flirtatiously, I am willing to bet my sword that there will be one or two scandals on that night."

She pulled her lips shut, there was no argument there, he had won hands down.

Roland was not done explaining the cause of the Kings new public displays of affection. "You know who I blame for this, for my father’s latest irresponsible behaviour?"

She shook her head.

"The rise of lady Blanche." He shared without hesitation. "I have not seen one episode of that show in which people te kissing, fondling each other secretly or breathing heavily as they exchange glances secretly across the room.

The show is basically magic and sex, sword fight and sex, scheming and sex!!!!!

My father must be a big fan becuse the way he is acting is not normal."

He rolled his eyes, a thing that be rarely did and it made Sigrid laugh.

"Your father is in lust or love. You cannot blame that on the rise of Lady Blanche, I think you are one of those people that does not read or listen to the warning at the beginning of every episode which tells the viewers not to replicate the actions they have seen and everything is fiction.

Besides, the king made some questionable decisions for Rina and nobody ever blamed them on something they had seen on TV." She reminded him.

Sunny, Roland’s white slightly chubby puppy trotted into the bedroom and jumped up on the the bed.

"No, no, absolutely not." Sigrid shooed it away but the dog would not leave.

Boldly, it laid its head down on her lap, and revealed it’s stomach. It started to whine, asking for belly rubs.

Sunny and Sigrid had a love-dislike relationship where Sunny loved her and she disliked the dog. It was nothing personal, she just wasn’t a dog person.

"Roland, take your furry menace away."

He was already on it before she completed her request. Sunny happily clung onto Roland who rubbed his ears and belly.

"How can you hate such a sweet puppy, you are a grump Siggy." Roland playfully said, laughing as he played with Sunny.

"No dogs in the bedroom, I have just one rule Roland." Sigrid complained.

As usual, her complaints went into one ear and out another. If Roland had his way, Sunny would be sleeping in their bed.

She glared at the fur on the bed and the man that did not care about it as he was kissing the top of Sunny’s head.

"Mmm, by the way, miss Emma went so see my brother yesterday." He sat down in a chair and switched his voice from playful to serious.

"What did she want from him?"

"An investment in a movie she wants to produce."

"What movie?" She asked curiously, looking at the system panel for latest updates in the novel.

"Something called titanic."

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