The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 58: One bone, two blows.

Chapter 58: One bone, two blows.

"What are you waiting for? Escort the princess away, she is grounded for two months and the consort three months and not one like I had ordered. They will not receive any allowances during that time, in fact confiscate their private money as well. Send them to castle in Wakefield and take some teachers to teach them the rules." The king ordered.

Just like her mother, the princess screeched and shouted as she was escorted away, She did not display the kind of behavior that was expected of a princess, it left many people with frowns on their faces.

In their society, it did not take much for one to go from desirable to possible explosion that everyone kept a distance from to avoid scandal.

The punishment that the king meted was considered to be minor to the Thorin’s that were present and some other nobles. If any other person had called the crown princess a bitch, they would have been thrown in prison already. Even though the king appeared to be punishing his consort and daughter, he was truly not doing so.

All he was doing was keeping them out of the eye of the public until what they had done died down, it would not be surprising to anyone if within a month the consort was seen in castle grounds or in the chambers of the king.

As for the princess, many were willing to bet that they would see her in some of the most expensive jewelry shops in Eldoria within a fortnight. There was no way the king was going to leave her penniless, in fact he was probably going to give her a stash of gold and silver before she left for Wakefield castle.

Sigrid could have kept pushing, but she did not, it was best to do things in small doses. She gestured to the lord mage to take over.

He stood up and bowed to the king. "My king, your mood has been ruined, please allow our mage estate to introduce you to a new kind of entertainment that will delight you."

The king’s eyes lit up, anything that came from the hands of the mages was always a good thing.

Just like that, the subject of Emmah’s accommodation was forgotten, everyone forgot about her as their interest was diverted.

While the lord mage and other mages including Elowin set up the mystic memory crystals, Roland pulled Sigrid aside, dragging her behind a tree, away from the restless eyes of the nobles.

He put his hands on her arms and looked into her eyes.

"What happened while I was away?"

"You need to be more specific, a lot of things happened like...."

"Don’t play games Sigrid, you know what I want to know. How did the secondary consort attempt to harm you?"

"Stop squeezing my arms." She complained as she twisted in an attempt to dislodge his arms.

He loosened the hold but his hands stayed right where they were.

"She sent her people into my bedroom to find out if our marriage had been consummated, they dragged me out of my bed and said some not so pleasant things. They beat up my maids, broke the door with swords and almost killed me, I did what I had to do to survive." She paused and took a deep breath, "That morning, I started to understand very quickly why mother had cried sadly when I was marrying you."

Roland eyes narrowed into a slit, he folded his fist and punched the tree.

"How dare they do something like that? You are the crown princess, what they did is criminal. I want the names of everyone that attacked you." he growled out.

He clenched his jaw tightly, if it had to do with Rina, he knew surely that his father did not do anything about it. "I apologize, I will make sure that you get justice..."

"I already got my justice," she cut him off and said, slowly. "Your father had all those people killed in order to protect his consort. Your mother sent me some nice jewels to console me. I hope you can see why I said that if the captain falls, so do the rest of us.

Everyone knows that you were against our union so they think that they can disrespect me and you will let it go because you don’t care.

I am aware that you don’t love me and I am okay with it, very few nobles marry for love after all, but I am your wife Roland, my presence is equal to your presence. If they can look down on me, what does that say about you?"

She pushed him away and took a deep breath, "You should think about things beyond the sword, you hate politics but you cannot escape it. You will make a great emperor some day but you need to want to be king first.

All your brothers are playing the game of who will be the next king despite the fact that you are already crown prince ergo next king. What does their attitude tell you? You need to get in the game captain or else what happened to me will happen again and maybe to you or the queen."

Sigrid wanted to live, so she knew that she needed to push Roland to stop being the easy going prince that saw his family through rose tinted glasses and look at the reality on ground. If he continued on this soft path, he would doom them all.

"I will give you an explanation for what happened." he assured her.

She glanced at him once and walked away, he was saying things that were impossible, what could he do to Rina or his father?

On the hunting grounds, Sigrid was surprised to find that large white tents had been erected, people had been split into groups, children had also been separated from adults.

The royal family was sharing a tent with other high nobility and no surprise, Emmah was there. Roland’s cloak was gone and Benjamin’s had replaced it.

She scoffed, Emmah worked really fast, she had figured out that tying her horse to Roland’s carriage could prove to be difficult so she had decided to play both sides. At the end of the day, Benjamin was single.

"Crown princess," a woman’s voice called and someone sat down next to her.

Once again, Sigrid had opted to sit far away from the king, her grandparents and most of the nobles. She was at the back of the tent, sitting at a four person table by herself.

Her maids and guards were sitting at the table next to hers, keeping an eye on her while enjoying the introduction to the wonderful world of television.

Sigrid glanced at the party that had joined her with curious eyes. It was an older woman, around her grandmother’s age, she was dressed regally and on her head was a simple crown. She recognized her as they had met once at the royal wedding.

"Princess Romilda." she said the name with a small smile on her face. "Greetings, your highness." she greeted without getting up.

"Please, there is no need to stand." Romilda said.

Sigrid’s eyebrows moved up slightly, ’did you see me trying to stand?,’ she asked herself.

A servant brought over a jug of wine and two glasses, she poured wine into the glasses and stepped away.

Princess Romilda touched one glass and looked at Sigrid, "So, one bone two blows, you are quite the formidable opponent."