The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 386: Dress ripper.

After breakfast, Roland managed to get Sigrid alone and he took her on a walk around the castle. Her arm was

slipped in his and they moved slowly, as if they had all the tin the world.

It was a beautiful day, the sun was warm, the air was sweet and the world felt like it was at peace. A breeze

carried the scent of flowers and wood smoke from somewhere in the castle, in the kitchens.

They paused their walk under one of the large trees that had a swing which was a little too above the ground.

The children that swung from it had to climb a tree and risk their necks to sit on it. For that reason, it was

forbidden to swing from it.

Sigrid had always wanted to try it. Roland, on seeing the hopeful look in her eyes, lifted her with two hands and

helped her onto the swing. She caught the ropes on both sides but didn’t dare to push herself.

When she looked down and saw the distance from the swing to the ground, she almost felt dizzy. "I can see why

this is a forbidden swing now. If one is not a mage, they should not try to sit here."

Her boots fell off her feet and hit the ground with a small thud. Sigrid threw her head back and looked at the

thick canopy above. A bird was weaving through the leaves, singing about something and Sigrid guessed that it

was having a great day.

"Will you go withto the North tomorrow?" He asked her suddenly, gently pushing the swing.

Sigrid looked at him, she was almost taller than him from that position. "What are you going to do in the North?"

"Showing my face, waving at the people and shaking shands. We are planning to open a car factory over

there. Oh--a pharmaceutical factory as well and a phone factory. The experimental farms are showing progress

and if it works out well, there will be no more drought there. The Lord mage is going along withto take a look

at the farms.

| have also been informed by Lord Craydon about snewly discovered mines up there. One has silver and

another has iron. The third is an unknown mineral which has the Northern nobles excited. Actually all the mines

have the everyone, nobles and commoners excited alike."

"It means jobs and more money. | am excited too." She replied. From the lack of a smile on her face, it was hard

to tell if she was really excited. "I have never been to the north and | would love to accompany you. Are we

flying?"

He nodded.

She looked out as a thought crossed her mind. "You know, the train tracks should be extended all the way to the

North. While we are there, perhaps | can take a look at the territory and see where on the maps we can connect

the land. The economy will grow much faster when every one has access to the capital."

Roland nodded along and changed the subject. "What is this | hear about you inviting Lady Thistlebaum, duchess

Crane, Lady Percival and one of the miss Ashford’s over for tea in the evening. What are you planning?"

"You heard!" Sigrid looked at him with a light of joy in her eyes. "I am hoping to convince them to agree to

having their lives turned into a reality tv show."

Roland just looked at her, one of his brows rising into a quizzing expression.

"Sometimes people just need a stupid scandalous show to watch. And now, without Lady Jane Fairfax to take the

lead, | have taken the duty on my shoulders."

Roland's raised brow turned into a curious one and his expression into mocking.

Sigrid could feel the judgement. "Oh stuff it you judgemental proper prince, you know that you love scandals too.

All | want is something that will keepglued to my screen, laughing my ass off as | lay back on a sofa with a

belly that is the size of my body weight."

"It is...oh..." He closed his eyes briefly. It was just like her bachelor’s auction ball. "When people hear this, it is

going to be a slaughter."

Sigrid did not care, just because she was a crown princess did not mean that she had to be sensible at all times.

"Move over here, my love." She gestured for him to step out in front of her.

He did. She put her hands around him and smiled. "My love, | have nothing to worry about because | have you to

protect me. Even if everyone gathers and points at me, you will stand and defend me, right?"

Roland leaned forward and touched his head to hers. "So, you are acting spoiled because you haveto back

you up?"

"Yes." She replied impishly. She pushed forward and kissed him on the lips.

Roland drew his head back and gazed at her lips, very sensual and very kissable. She had applied that pink lip

gloss which made them look even fuller, softer and more tempting. He wanted a taste and he wanted it

immediately.

"Roland." She said his nsoftly.

He leaned down and kissed her, getting that taste which his mind was so crazy for. One small taste was not

enough, he wanted more, everything she had to give. The more they kissed, the more excited he becand he

felt a swelling deep within his loins.

What happened next was not planned, it was a passionate entanglement, which left them breathless, sweaty

and picking leaves and grass out of their hair.

When they returned to the castle for a bath and change of clothes, Mrs. Elsworth huffed. All the bedrooms in the

royal castle but these two opted for tree!! And out in the open where anybody could have stumbled on them!!

They were lucky that Jesting had sent all the servants and knights away as soon as they started kissing.

After they disappeared into the bathroom, Mrs. Elsworth inspected Sigrid’s dress handing it over to Lanai for

disposable. "He ripped another one. Tell the royal tailors to make a new one. With stronger silk, hopefully."

Lanai scoffed, "I hate to break it to you Mrs. Elsworth but the crown prince will still rip it to shreds. Even when he

does not need to, he rips the dresses."

"At least the royal tailors are happily getting rich." Lama laughed.

As long as they kept replacing the dresses, the royal couple did not even notice.

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