The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 17: Sucker punching a husband.

The wedding did not get off to the start that Sigrid had imagined, she did not think that she would have to sober up her groom that reeked as if he had taken a bath in a booze filled lake.

Looking at the man that was snoring lightly on the bed, Sigrid could not bring herself to blow up in anger, she was the villain of this world, of course her wedding would not be held with ease, it was a privilege saved for the female lead.

"I am going to kill him." Nathaniel ground out.

All three of Sigrid's brothers had followed her to the Eastern wing of the large castle where the crown prince lived in the royal castle.

They had followed Sigrid to protect her physically and maintain her honor not expecting her to find her way into the bedroom of the crown prince with ease as if she had been there dozens of times before.

She even greeted his butler and two servants that were frantically pacing outside the door as if she was familiar with them.

The sight which met their eyes had stampeded them, even the smell of the room had them pinching their noses. The smell of ale and other types of liquor permeated through the air.

They found the sight of Roland not only offensive but also embarrassing.

The crown prince's butler Orville placed himself in front of Nathaniel, protecting his master as best as he could. The other two servants followed his actions to block the other brothers.

"How dare he do this on the day of the wedding, is he trying to dishonor our families?" John quizzed.

"Move." Nathaniel barked at Orville.

"You are not going to kill my husband to be, Nathaniel. We all know that he is very much against this union, did you expect him to walk down the aisle willingly?"

is not the right way to

will handle it, everyone out. Give us a moment

she made the request, what she had asked of them was something that could be considered scandal worthy. An unmarried young man and woman together in a bedroom, it was the right

"Siggy.." Nathaniel started.

Sigrid said firmly. "Please.." she added

their protests. They did as she requested, grunting all the way as they pulled the servants out as well

me a sobering pill, something

a red pill appeared within ten seconds. Sigrid approached

made it out of her mouth when Roland sat up

she did not think the sobering pill would have such an unexpected effect and her wedding dress

right hand into a fist, reared back and

face,

to do that." she said in a panicked voice. She took a deep and consolidated her mind. "I mean, are you sober now prince Roland? I do apologize for the punch,

bed, one hand on his stomach and another on his left eye which was throbbing as

room and the two pronged sword flew from the ground and landed in his

her the hand fan in her inventory. Given the way the prince was eyeing her as if

your intention to kill me?" she asked

hilt of the sword. "It will not be the first

one lie in his words. Any other woman

be well matched, I may not have a sword

strength and skill can be compared to that of your white knights and in combat...." she tilted her head. "We would have to fight it out to know who is the more