Chapter 111: Maybe we should divorce.

At the Vale, inside Roland’s study he and Sigrid sat face to face eyeing each other with uncertainty in their eyes. It was time for the second face off, and this time there were not other parties to intervene in the conversation.

They were still waiting for complete privacy in order to begin which was hindered by Roland’s butler Charles who was poring him a glass of wine. He was moving slow as if they had all the time in the world.

When he finally put the glass down in front of Roland, he could not resist making a comment.

"Day drinking eh, your highness." he said, with humor in his voice and yet he shot Sigrid a glance that was the opposite of humor for it was accusing. He thought Roland was day drinking because of something Sigrid had said or done.

"Thank you Charles, you may be excused." Roland responded.

His voice carried a sternness which Charles detected and he realized that it was not the time for jokes.

"Sigrid, why did you hide the danger threatening our lives from me?" He questioned her as soon as the door clicked shut.

His voice which a mix of confusion and frustration echoed through the study.

She lowered her head and started to chuckle deeply, the sound held a hint of sorrow and amusement. Sigrid raise her head and responded, "Take a look at where we are Roland, couldn’t the answer be more obvious?"

He looked around, confused by her words, was she referring to his study?

for over three months now. When a noble man marries, especially one that has property

is a lady of the house, one whose duty it is to run the home and some aspects of his business. Have you done

you did not introduce me as the lady of the house. When you were gone, your barrister would show up and update butler Charles on everything that is

major problem..." Roland started but

If I had not meddled in things when you returned, the two..." she raised a finger and shook her head, "No, three of you because Benjamin would be

to be

let you in on this secret. I don’t know where I stand as your wife, even if I

"What do

I told you to keep a distance right from the day you returned

dawn Roland, hell it was still dark outside and yet you sneaked out of our bed like a thief

emergency letter saying her condition had worsened overnight and she

death’s door?" Sigrid raised her voice as

shame because Emmah had not been at death’s door. She was coughing blood and she had a fever

"No." he admitted reluctantly.

it as a balm

"What did she want?"

share what Emmah had requested

will you be answering my question or do I have to pay a

knew what Emmah wanted, she just needed

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