The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 332: In Roland’s mind.

Chapter 332: In Roland’s mind.

"You..." She beat her chest gently. "You have lost your mind. We are giving birth to a human Roland, not a doll. You know that, right?"

"Of course." he nodded. "If it is a boy I will put a sword in his hands as soon as he learns to walk and I will train him personally how to fight, hunt, ride horses, fish and rule. I will teach him how to be a good responsible man, a good emperor."

"And if it is a girl you will pamper her to the heavens and ruin her the way your father ruined Thalassa. I will not let that happen Roland." She nibbled on the chocolate tart. "We have different parenting styles, this much is obvious but when our child comes, I hope that we will put aside our blind opinions and do what is best for him or her."

"I agree," he said eagerly.

He still wanted a pink cloud or bubble for his daughter. He wanted her to have the prettiest bows in the world. He would comb her hair, put her in a beautiful pink royal uniform and carry her to court, showing her off. Everyone would be so jealous because they will not have a baby as beautiful as his, after all, they did not have a wife as beautiful as his.

When the noble lords and council of advisors annoyed him, he would just shake a rattle for his daughter and she would laugh and all would be right with the world. He grinned more and more as he thought about it.

Sigrid had a sinking feeling in her stomach as she observed the look on her husband’s face. He looked like a villain that was plotting world domination with kittens as his fighting weapons.

"System, what is this guy thinking?"

"Fifty gold to scan his mind." It responded.

She gave her permission and the fee was paid. Thirty seconds later, a picture appeared on the virtual screen. It was of a little girl that was her photo copy, around two years old.

She was wearing a pink royal uniform that was very close in a appearance to Roland’s official uniforms. The little girl was standing on the throne, dancing and waving a rattle. Court officials and nobles were waving their hands in the air, cheering her on as if they were at a concert. Roland was tearing up official documents and lighting them on fire and everyone was celebrating.

Again, for the second time in one night, Sigrid’s jaw dropped.

Sigrid blinked twice and the image disappeared altogether with the virtual screen. Her eyes returned to her husband, and she had just one word for him. Insane!! He was as insane as her mother and his imagination was quite wild.

First of all, Lord Bailey could not moonwalk, he would be too embarrassed to be caught doing such a thing. Secondly, Lord Givenchy would never cheer on as official documents were set on fire. He would would put his hands in fire to retrieve them.

Thirdly, two year olds were not as skilled at dancing or singing as Roland was imagining. Neither did they carry swords at the waists.

Lastly, she herself would never cheer on as her two year old turned the royal court into concert chaos and stepped on the throne, treating it as an ordinary table or chair. Real life was not a music video. The officials that were dancing in Roland’s imagination would be the first to protest this.

He chuckled, breaking through Sigrid’s thoughts. She picked up another chocolate tart and bit into it.

"I heard you went to a funeral. How was it?"

Roland sighed sadly, like he was unhappy to be back to reality. "It will sure be nice to have a little princess."

"Or a prince." She chimed in quickly. "Now tell me love, how was the funeral. Do we need to arrange a sit down with a reporter in which you talk about the dead knight fondly. It will be good for morale among the knights."

"Mmm, I don’t know if that is a great idea. I do not really know him. It will be hypocritical of me to suddenly show up and take pictures with his family, acting as if we are one big happy family. Moreover, I left the funeral before he was truly buried because my knights were worried a snake would bite and kill me."

"All the more reason to make it up to them." Sigrid remained adamant. "But, we are not going to discuss this tonight. I always feel like our dates are extensions of our work. We spend half of them talking about strategies. Perhaps we should discuss the fact that I am fed up of drinking milk. I don’t know who noticed my pregnancy but suddenly my diet has changed. At home and here at the castle. Look at the food my side Roland."

There was milk, avocado, cheese, lean beef, potatoes, fruits and a lot of vegetables. Also water, a lot of water and juice. The wine vase was so far away from her, all the way on Roland’s end of the table. Even the pot of coffee was on Roland’s side.

"Mrs. Elsworth must have magical hawk eyes because she is in charge of your menu." Roland nodded slowly, very impressed with the woman. "She also suggested the bed and pillows."

They both looked at soft bed and all the pillows. Sigrid turned back and looked at Mrs. Elsworth. How did she know? Absentmindedly, her hand curled around a glass of milk.

"Maybe this should be the theme of your debutante ball. Beds, stars and romance." Roland suddenly suggested.

Sigrid nearly choked on the milk she had claimed to be so sick of. Mrs. Elsworth pushed Lanai out, instructing her to gently slap Sigrid’s back as the crown princess was coughing.

Instead of slapping, Lanai patted it gently, offering no help at all which earned her a frown from Mrs. Elsworth when Sigrid coughed again.

Lanai drew in a deep breath and she did as she had been instructed. One little slap and three circular rubs, is how she did it until Sigrid calmed down.

Lanai returned to her place and whispered to Mrs. Elsworth, "She has barely touched her food. What do we do?"

Mrs. Elsworth sighed tiredly. It seemed the crown princess’s appetite was lacking today. "Go and bring whatever pastries Mauve has baked. As long as she eats something, it is better than having her go to bed on an empty stomach. And bring some crackers too and green mangoes. She has been very recipient to those lately."

"Yes Mrs. Elsworth."

Lanai and two maids rushed away.

Meanwhile, Sigrid was staring at he husband that was blinking foolishly like an innocent lamb. "Beds, stars and romance. Oh, let’s not forget the fact there will be dancing and alcohol. We might as well throw in some condoms and tell the debutantes to fornicate. My God Roland, and you thought my bachelor auction ball was too much!"

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