The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 89: Did you like me?

"I apologize, I seem to have aroused your anger. It was not my intention, I simply want you to see a few things from your father’s side and work on your relationship with him." she explained.

Benjamin was closer to the king than Roland, it was good because they were father and son but when all variables were brought together, it was not good for Roland.

It was like an aging bridge, with its rusted supports and growing cracks, standing as a silent threat. It would take one heavy load to trigger a catastrophic collapse. Benjamin was the male lead, the ideal king. In the end, burdened by all the blood that had been shed he gave up the throne to his younger brother, another of Rina’s sons.

To Sigrid, that made no difference, he was still named the emperor, even if it was just for a few days while he put things in order.

The only way to put Roland on the throne was to destroy Emmah and rebuild the aging bridge with new materials so that it would survive the catastrophe.

"You do not understand the relationship between my parents, you are an outsider which is why you judge and make presumptions like everyone else." he said harshly.

Sigrid laughed silently, if she was in love with Roland, being called an outsider would hurt, but she was not in love. She just wanted to survive death.

She raised her eyes to his face, it was a storm his brows were knitted together tightly. His eyes were blazing with an intense, unyielding fire. Sigrid was just as unyielding however, if he wanted to take the hard road, she would follow him down and pull him up.

"Enlighten this outsider then, how is the marriage between your parents any different from ours? You did not marry me because you liked me, you married me because my family is noble and powerful."

he wanted to remind her that he did not want to marry her at all in

was on his, she had moved from where she had been sitting and come

did you like me?" she

his hand away. "No." he bit

His words had not affected her in the slightest, and it made him uncomfortable. It reminded him a lot of his mother’s behavior, the coldness in her eyes

mattered, he had always hated her attitude. He wanted her to explode, to join them if that was what she wished, to drag the king

the sword from teachers and knights, Benjamin had learned from their

it up

she didn’t like him either or maybe she did and she just hid it well. They could have tried to work on their marriage but the queen’s relatives

clear that they helped him secure the throne. When you were born, I heard that the De Kensington’s threw a three day

his shoulder and patted it gently, softening her voice. "I am not saying that the king was right to give the queen a cold shoulder and indulge Rina. What I am saying is that they both could have handled things differently, they could have talked and worked together as a couple rather than each clinging to their original house at

boy anymore, you are a man and a future king. You need the guidance of your father, his knowledge and

thing as eternal enmity between a parent and their child, it just takes one party to bend and extend a branch. I had breakfast with him, it was not so bad, you should try

for dinner in the city, invite him to see your horses, heck, buy him one randomly. Give him a shoulder massage, be his advisor on some political matters disturbing him. Do not

been built into the carriage. There was a storage area down from where she retrieved some warm water with honey in

handed one to him, "Did you have breakfast or did you rush here after hearing that