The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 68: Undoing Emmah’s work.

Five hours later, Sigrid was having murderous thoughts about her husband, not that she truly meant to murder him but the man was proving to be insatiable. What she had said as a joke, he had taken a lot more seriously and they had not left the bedroom for hours.

She was tired, sweaty and hungry___, starving was a better word for it.

Her body was rolled over and she faced Roland that was wearing a satisfied grin on his face.

"Why are you frowning?" he asked as he put his hand on her waist.

The hand did not stay still, it patted and pinched her gently while making its way down to cup her bottom.

"You want to do it again?" she asked, dismayed.

She slapped the stubborn hand and tried to pry it away but it was like prying a fistful of rice from a baby’s hands, weirdly impossible.

"Why does that surprise you? You are very desirable and beautiful and your body....the heavens be praised, you must be the best piece of artwork that has ever been created on this earth. We mages believe in the goddess of nature because magic is part of nature, perhaps you are her reincarnation."

As he gently spoke these words to her with a lazy smile on his face, his hands drew figures on her thigh slowly.

"How old were you when your magic was..." Sigrid started to ask and stopped herself. Magic was awakened at birth, she had somehow forgotten this fact. Apparently her husband had f****d the wisdom out of her. "Have you ever used your magic for anything other than sword fighting?"

"Mmm..no." he mumbled out. "We all channel our magic into swords, one sword mage is equal to one hundred soldiers on a battlefield."

"But magic is so much more than swords." Sigrid sat up rapidly, forgetting about the fact that she was very naked. "It can be used to heal, to grow food, to build things, to....." she spread her arms out waving them as she tried to think about all the other ways in which magic could be applied.

and it was for a different reason than what Sigrid was talking about passionately. He turned over, picked up his sword that was laying down

Sigrid the little

one way your magic can be

that was also quite innocent that it made Sigrid

injury, it’s a baby sized

side to side, "I don’t know what a boo-boo is but I

his

business, I am just

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Emmah was saving a life. She had been out searching for a location for the dessert shop she intended to

location was Doxcord street, she wanted a shop near Sigrid’s coffee house so that she could compete and prove that she was better. However,

her attention to Overtorn street, another busy shopping street in the capital. She specifically set her sights on the shop near Sigrid’s second restaurant, but the owners of the shops around it were not willing to sell and those that were willing asked

not on her side it seemed, until she came across a young man that was being beaten up by a group of five people. Emmah was traveling with three knights

he was the son of Lord Dane Vanger, marquis of Solterra, that was facing some financial

sell all three buildings to her at a half price of five hundred thousand gold and the other seven hundred thousand, she convinced him to consider as an investment in

of the products she intended to sell, the five hundred thousand gold coins

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she sent Brolin and Cosmos

faster than the wind to complete the mission assigned by their

locate young Lord Vanger that was just leaving a tavern after drowning his sorrows in five glasses of wine. He was