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.

was watching the comical display

one of them is courting her?" went right over her

approve of Benjamin’s fussing over the unknown Emmah. What she wanted for her son was a marriage match for her son with a woman from a family that could

prince, you forget where you are."

was heard by everyone and thanks to it,

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 possible and recovers as soon

royal doctor finally arrived and the brothers stepped aside, Benjamin’s eyes remained on Emmah while Roland continued to face the king and queen. But, every once

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

Wise, this royal court is not a hospital, if miss Emmah is not doing well I believe that the best place for her to be right now is

had infected them, the excitement was for no reason other than anticipation of what Sigrid intended to do. Would jealousy overwhelm her and

said calmly, this was not the right place for a woman that was so

express his support for

Bailey. "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 title, she is

with her." Lord Bailey

Thorin. For years she has funded the orphanage where miss Emmah

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

sick to real sick. It had not been in her expectations that the crown princess had a smooth tongue,