The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 144: Family honeymoon!

Jesting had no idea what the crown prince was thinking, all he saw was the naughty smile on his face. It reminded him of a younger Roland, planning to do something mischievous.

As he looked outside, he noticed the arrival of a group of carriages rolled down the drive. All of them bore the same mark, a sigil of the Thorin family. Roland could not fathom what they were doing in Stormwind. For a moment, he wondered if his wife had invited them but told told him which he decided was false.

It was possible that the carriages had come carrying goods of some kind, clothes and food. His wife did love the finer things in life.

That assumption dies when well dressed footmen jumped down and opened the doors. Out stepped different members of the Thorin family, the duke’s immediate family to be exact.

The first person to step out was duchess Mila, looking regal in a red silk dress and two floral ribbon dangling from the pins in her hair. It was part of a trend that Sigrid had started and as always, the rest of the women in the kingdom copied.

The next person he saw was the duke, dressed rather casually instead of his normal formal look. He had a traveling hat on his head and a walking cane whose head sparkled with gold.

"They are just flaunting it." he whispered.

Out from another carriage emerged his mother-in-law, Iryne Thorin. She was dressed in a white long sleeved sundress from the lady Blanche collection with a bonnet on her head.

smiled as she waited for her husband and it struck Roland then, that Lady Thorin had a remarkable resemblance to her daughter Sigrid when she smiled. When her husband came out of the carriage, he took

like happy couples, a happy family that held hands and prayed before

all laughed. Roland felt a smudge of jealousy as he watched their happy family, filled with warmth in their

Sigrid’s words that he was one of them now and a renewed smile formed on his face. It would not be too bad being one of them, he thought. He had no plans to get too comfortable and forget that he was a Maximus but he would allow himself to

brings the Thorin’s

opposite side of the window from where he watched them. Roland was not even surprised that Jesting had identified them, the man had done some extensive research into the family of

couple’s honeymoon or a family honeymoon?" he added to

squeal was heard from the house which was accompanied by the excited barking of a dog. Then, he saw his wife’s figure flash by quickly and she threw herself in her grandfather’s

arms of a male family member

The Thorin’s were huggers behind closed doors, he had personally

a dress without arms out in

of humor or judgement so it was hard, even for Roland to decide if Jesting was criticizing

have been worn

an ugly grimace that clearly showed his disdain overtook his appearance. "That abominable show which has all the maids in an iron grip. I have never