The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 21: Proof of consumation.

Roland stopped his hand from moving, let go of Sigrid's other hand and scrambled away from her as if she was on fire. The discipline which he had from many years of training overcame the momentary desire he was feeling, suppressing it completely.

He felt a dash of disgust with himself, he had declared that he would never touch her body and yet her enchanting beauty had captivated him, making him forget that she was still Sigrid Thorin, the worst woman in Eldoria.

So what if she was an excellent fighter, she had many other flaws.

"What a hypocrite, it satisfies me to know that you do not find my body repellent, there is some hope for those royal heirs after all." Sigrid laughed.

Roland clenched his jaw and he glared at her. Unbothered, Sigrid got up and removed what was left of her wedding dress. All that was left on her body was a short silk cream negligee.

She was deliberately slow when she undressed, making it obvious that she was seducing him. It gave her great satisfaction to see his eyes pop wide open and his breath catch in his throat.

No matter how much control he had, Sigrid knew that at some point the flood gates would burst open and he would come out of his prison. Which man would be willing to go back into prison after getting out?

If Emmah was a pure angel, the she, Sigrid would be the shameless seductive succubus, enchanting him to a point of no return.

She stretched her arms, pushing her breasts up and she moaned coquettishly.

"Crown prince, since I am such an eyesore, I will not bother you for the rest of the night. Seeing as to how we destroyed the bed, you should go and sleep in another room, I plan to do the same so as to save your pure unsullied reputation. As for the reputation of our families.....who cares? Oh, I am here anytime you need to let off the steam by trading blows, our battle was quite enjoyable."

had just destroyed was his, there was an adjoining door leading to another bedroom next door

the doors very slowly, swaying her waist as if she was a snake. When she reached the doors, she

passing by her and he went

into the cold bath water as if it was a swimming pool, given it's size, it might as well have been

to take one as well. When she returned to the bedroom, he was on her bed, his eyes were closed and his breathing

could tell, she slid under the covers and faced the opposite side, keeping a big distance between them. Sleep came to her in less than ten minutes as the weariness of the day crept

for some reason, he woke up and walked back to the bedroom which they had destroyed. He got a knife and sliced his palm, dripping some blood onto the

was finished, he went back to bed, crawling closer

of

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night, she only opened her eyes because some uninvited guests that were trying to make their way into the bedroom, talking loudly_so much so that they could have woken up the dead

the side of the bed where Roland had slept, it was empty, he

was progressing according to the plot, there was a disturbance in the land of mist, the Vale so he had been called away sometime in the night to lead his army

women that had mean looks on their faces, they came at

female servants that she had come with followed, looking quite

they are ruthless, they came with red knights and forced their way in." Lanai rushed

slap mark on her cheek, Lama's nose was bleeding, the other maids

chortled. "It looks like I have zero respect on top of zero loyalty. Clearly, I have not