The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 175: White to red petals.

Chapter 175: White to red petals.

It should have been a great tea party, one that would be talked about for years to come as a tea party worthy of gods. As live television was new to Eldoria, reporters had been invited, The news should have been reporting on the glamour of the party and the extraordinary quality of the guests.

The host should have come away from the party, celebrated for her grace and beauty. The day should have ended with a young noble lord from one of the greatest and wealthiest families asking for her hand in marriage.

As a matter of fact, the day should have ended with no less than five women from the Ye family being engaged.

The tea party should not have ended with white petals of blossom trees being dyed red with the blood of what should have been the next crown prince. It should not have ended with guests screaming and escaping the castle as if they were running from a mountain of beasts.

It should not have ended with all the members of the Ye family being arrested by white and red knights. And also not with the host screaming ’I am innocent’ to all the cameras in sight.

What should have been the best tea party ever, turned into the worst tea party ever. If Lady Blythe Ye had known that things would end like this, perhaps she should have willingly chosen an ordinary scandal of a couple caught canoodling under a blossom tree to a scandal of murdering the crown princess and a royal heir.

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When Sigrid opened her eyes, three days had passed. The very first ting she saw was a message from her system, informing her that the termination had been successful.

"Host, you will able to successfully conceive and keep your children as long as you retrieve the lucky halo.

That did not elicit excitement from her, it just made her choke in anger.

"She is awake, the crown princess is awake." Lanai run out of the room, announcing this at the top of her voice.

Many footsteps were heard outside the doors and then they were pushed wide open. Roland was the first to enter, closely followed by Nathaniel and then Lady Iryne. The rest of the Thorin’s that had been staying at the Vale for three days followed.

Sigrid felt her body being hoisted up as gently as possible and she found herself leaning against Roland’s sturdy chest.

"You are awake," he said in a shaky voice. He took a deep breath and rested his head against the back of her neck. "Sigrid.....I...." his voice broke.

She knew what he meant to say, the sadness in his voice ripped her apart on the inside.

"Siggy." Lady Iryne called out to her in a soft sad voice.

More "Siggy’s" were called as they all found a place around her. Lady Iryne took one of Sigrid’s hands and duchess Mila took the other. Their expressions were the same, frowns, sorrow filled red eyes, exhaustion, fear and worry.

"Siggy, Oh Siggy..." Lady Iryne called over and over in a broken voice before breaking into sobs. She had no idea how to tell her daughter that the baby was gone. The news, she was afraid, would be a big blow to Sigrid.

The air was thick with tension, even after discussing for days how they would break the news to Sigrid, they had no idea how to begin.

"My baby..." Sigrid whispered, her voice hoarse.

Duchess Mila held a glass to Sigrid’s mouth. "Drink some water first."

Sigrid pushed the glass away and shook her head. "My baby..." she said again. "I saw my baby waving to me in a dream. Mother, my baby is gone..he is gone...." Tears spilled out of her eyes, sobs were ripped from her throat, coming from the deepest parts of her heart.

Her gut wrenching cries were so loud that they echoed all through the bedroom walls, traveling out of the wind and reaching all the way to the courtyard.

The king and Elarin had just arrived for their daily visit when they heard the sobs and were informed that Sigrid was awake.

Elarin was heartbroken for Sigrid, she turned her head and hugged the king. The king felt it was an inappropriate time to visit so he led her back to the carriage and they returned to the royal castle.

All through the Vale, those that heard the cries paused what they were doing and sighed. The soft hearted ones cried along with Sigrid. The mood was somber, gone were the sunny smiles and great expectations of little footprints and a little baby in the castle.

The nursery had been closed off, everything that had been purchased for the child was locked away in there. Roland did not have the strength or heart to move any of it away.

As Sigrid cried, he embraced her tightly from behind. He had shed his tears in the privacy of his study. He had tried to hide his sorrow but the Thorin’s had seen through it. No words of comfort had been enough to heal his broken heart and he had been dreading the moment Sigrid opened her eyes and found out the baby was gone.

He had seen her smiling every time she looked at the tiny baby shoes and cloaks. She had told him how much she was looking forward to having his child, and they had even suggested some names for the child the night before the miscarriage.

No! Roland was unwilling to call it a miscarriage, it was a murder. His baby had been murdered.

"We will get justice." he whispered to Sigrid.

His words only made her sob even harder than before. She cried for an hour without pausing, her cries were loud at certain times and soft at others. They finally turned into whimpers and she calmed down slowly.

A doctor was invited in to check on Sigrid again, he asked her a few questions and conformed that she was in good condition.

"My regrets for your loss highness. Your body has recovered quickly and you are in good health. You are still young, I believe that you will be blessed with many children in future. In the meantime, please take care of your self. Do not dwell on the loss of the child, sometimes situations like this can lead to illness of the mind. Eat well, rest, take walks and do things that you used to do before which made you happy."

He had no idea what else to say so he bowed and left the room. As he retreated, he thought to himself that he could not have escaped faster. It was suffocating inside the bedroom at the moment, the crown prince looked like he was ready to go out at any moment and commit murder. There was no saving the Ye’s, they were doomed.

Duchess Mila gestured for everyone to leave which they did, reluctantly.

"Lanai, wash the crown princess." she ordered.

Roland wanted to insist on staying but the duchess shoved him out of the bedroom. She thought it best if Sigrid got a moment to digest her grief alone and figure out what she would do next. Duchess Mila had a feeling that the city would be seeing red again.

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