The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 59: I have a popular back.

Sigrid regarded the princess slowly as she wondered what the woman wanted with or from her. Nobody in the royal family was what they seemed.

The king had four siblings that were still alive, the others had died in childhood, or met their death at Raff’s hand in the struggle for the throne.

After he took the throne, he had all of his sisters and brothers that were still alive removed from the capital. They were practically imprisoned in castles in other cities far apart from each other.

They were also forbidden from ever stepping foot out of those cities, the result of attempting to do so was death. Only their dead bodies would ever be allowed to enter the capital to be buried in the royal tombs.

Romilda however was the only one of king Raff’s siblings that was allowed to live in the capital. She visited the royal castle frequently and her relationship with the king was very strong.

"I am nobody’s opponent." Sigrid answered casually. "I am just a crown princess that is doing her best to navigate the complicated twists of being royalty."

Princess Romilda raised the crystal glass to her lips and and took a sip of wine, a soft smile was playing at the edges of said lips when she put it down. "Complicated you say, might you care to share some of those complications with me?" she replied, her tone layered, each word chosen with deliberate care.

Sigrid shrugged, her expression one of innocence. "You are royalty princess Romilda, you have been here far longer than I have. I am sure that you understand better than me."

"You are quite the good speaker, every time you open your mouth someone almost loses a head." Romilda tilted her head slightly, her eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked at Sigrid.

"And yet nobody has lost a head so far, I guess I am not that great at speaking, not like some others. With a few tears, red knights can be commanded to take the life of a crown princess. There is nothing wrong with self preservation, unless you think it’s wrong. Do you?" Sigrid replied, equally curious.

conspiratorial whisper, "I prefer to be strategic because

snare, and favor a gambit, it is often best to look

You find in due

however I make no promises, the battles we fight are different. One cannot

an eyebrow, her gaze locking onto Sigrid with an amused smile on her face. "Indeed, different battles and yet we all want the same result. I look forward to further discussions___perhaps in a more private setting where we might speak more freely. I have been angling for a visit to The Vale

stood up and curtsied, "I will send you and

then, you should watch your back." Romilda

couldn’t help digging into their conversation. Princess Romilda was basically warning her to be careful, that her displays of power or

in the royal family, not the king, queen, Roland or

of the conversation, she insinuated that they have similar interests, however, the irony was Romilda herself was royalty. If she was telling Sigrid not to trust other royals, then what

chair Romilda had been occupying, it was a young woman with sparkling blue eyes, wavy chestnut hair and slightly

Not everyone calls her that, only my father and out

as expected of the ever bubbly Mauve Rosewood. She was often found of saying what was on her mind, which most people found annoying and embarrassing but not Sigrid, she found it charming and

double faced, meeting a young woman that acted her age and was free of schemes was

the woman twice, and

I should think things through before blurting them out but I never remember it. It is why I just landed myself in trouble, I just told Cathy Evergreen that she had toilet wipes stuck to the bottom of her dress. She fainted and my mama and hers glared

there was still something on her mind, the first words Mauve had said. It seemed her back was quite popular today as it was the second time she