The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 47: The war between Sigrid and Emmah begins.

Roland and Benjamin reacted at the same time, both of them bent down with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Emmah, are you okay, why are you spitting up blood again?" Roland asked.

Benjamin raised his head and shouted to the herald, "Send for a royal doctor."

They both hand one hand each on Emmah’s back, fighting for the opportunity to ease her pain, they were fussing like two mother cats fighting to help one kitten. Roland got his silk handkerchief and offered it to Emmah while Benjamin took away the blood stained one in Emmah’s hands.

"Water, someone bring a cup of water." Benjamin yelled.

Roland stripped off the white fur coat he had on and put it around Emmah, cocooning her as if the slightest breeze of wind would do her incredible harm. Benjamin meticulously adjusted Emmah in the wheelchair, checking the pillow which she was leaning against to ensure her comfort.

"Take it easy." he said.

His voice was soft and reassuring as he whispered the words of comfort, tapping her hands tenderly. The unconventional scene was wrapped up by Roland that checked Emmah’s temperature with his hand against her forehead, his expression a mix of concern and determination.

The two brothers behaved as if there was nobody in the hall except for the three of them because they had forgotten about the rest of the nobles in the court that were looking at them with disapproval.

They watched with curiosity and criticism, whispering like rustling leaves as they exchanged glances which they sent Sigrid’s way mostly as she was the crown princess whose husband was showing excessive care for another woman.

nobles, she was watching the comical

"How unbecoming," and "Which one of them

she certainly didn’t approve of Benjamin’s fussing over the unknown Emmah. What she wanted for her son was a marriage match for her son with

prince, you forget where

through the hall, it was heard by everyone and thanks to it, Roland realized that he was

his head and then bowed, "Forgive me queen mother, Lady Emmah saved my life and she is yet to heal from her wounds. I believe that I am obligated to see to it that she gets the best care

on Emmah while Roland continued to face the king and queen. But, every once in a while, his eyes darted

checked, silence reigned in court but the whispers did not end, especially when Emmah winced and Roland spun around completely, forgetting himself

not doing well I believe that the best

winter arrived and the cold had infected them, the excitement was for no reason other than anticipation of

calmly, this was not the right place for a woman that was so pale, appearing as if she would die

in and express his support for Sigrid. "The

"I appreciate your stance lord Bailey, pardon me for my intrusion but I think that it is only proper that we address miss Emmah here by the right

with her." Lord

orphanage where miss Emmah was raised. In addition to that, Emmah’s mother worked as a maid at our estate for many

Cyprian Bumblebert. If the two prince’s could step aside, Mr. Wise should transfer her to a hospital and send word to

the news about her supposed fiance, her face transformed from pretentious sick to real sick. It had not been in her expectations that the crown princess had a smooth tongue, a