The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 8: The marriage will hold.

King Raff, on his majestic throne was looking down at eldest his son that was stubbornly glaring back at him. As soon as his son marched into the throne room, he had asked Duke Thorin to step out so that father and sons could have a private talk.

Roland was panting lightly, giving off sparks of anger as if at any moment he would explode. The King knew exactly what it was that his son wanted to discuss and even before he could say it out loud he decided to stop him.

"No." he said firmly.

"I have not said what it is that i desire." Roland replied, with his fists clenched.

King Raff knew his son Roland just as Roland knew his father, the two could read one another and understand what each wanted from the other without a single verbal communication being passed between them.

"This marriage arrangement is beneficial for both families, us more than the Thorin's. I have already heard from your mother that you had a private meeting with the young lady and you happened to be inappropriately dressed.

Regardless of your status as the crown prince, the duke will come for you once word of this reaches his ears. His grand daughter's reputation..."

"What reputation?" Roland barked. "She has the worst reputation of all the maidens in Eldoria. I am the one that should be protesting his innocence, she peeked at me it was not the other way round."

The king dismissed Roland's appeal and claim to innocence. "Nevertheless, it has already happened and I for one am truly grateful for Sigrid's mistake. With your marriage, the throne is ten times stronger, once you have an heir..."

"Ha!" Roland laughed. "If I ever have a child with Sigrid Thorin, I will run through the city as naked as I was on the day I was born."

"Ooh.." Benjamin tilted his head with a mysterious cheeky smile on his face.

He wanted to say more but the warning look shot his way by the king firmly stopped him.

Benjamin Maximus was the joker of the family, he was already to make a smart retort on everything. His problem was that he always failed to know when to pick and choose his moments. This was not the moment for his smart mouth to say something stupid.

not say a word, Benjamin took note of his brother's words. Should the day ever come when

arrival of your bride, the wedding is in

softly delivered command left no room for Roland to reply, even he could see that his father had made up his

majesty." Roland bowed

the castle, the angry groom to be walked with angry clomping strides. The metallic trinkets on

laundry, she squealed and the basket went flying up. Roland did not stop to help or apologize, Benjamin, the sweetest prince of all the king's sons

ground by grabbing her waist with one hand and saving the

Benjamin Maximus was not only handsome but he had a devil's smile to

into many innocent hearts and many not so

not injured, it would be a shame for a beautiful woman like you to suffer pain."

young maids

He took after his brother that had already found his

you

of his fierce horse. "To look for a fight and

storm, to match it's fierce wildness reared back, neighed loudly and set off at

brush the horse's coat before the crown prince

bad

a group of sword knights numbering up to two dozen.

rather slow pace. In the middle of the caravan, in the largest

caught a glimpse of Roland who passed by her

was lost in her own thoughts, marveling at the pampered life which the original body had

Her carriage especially was extremely luxurious, it was adorned with rich deep colors, velvet cushions, and the