The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 147: Cute when embarrased.

The Thorin’s were lying again. It was true that they had not set the fire which killed Rina but they did make a plan to kill her. At the debutante ball which was held by the queen once a year, they planned to release some snakes and have one bite Rina.

That same ball was the one which Phoebe had led to the death of Nathaniel who was accused of sexual assault by Rina. After Rina died, the plan was scrapped.

"Let’s forget it. We are all far away from the capital and have been on the road for a whole week. Who can dare to suspect us of having a hand in a fire on the Windrider estate? We have perfect alibis because we don’t even need to lie about where we are." Sigrid moved her hands around, gesturing for everyone to calm. "I suggest that we all go and freshen up then return here for dinner and the viewing of three unreleased episodes of the rise of Lady Blanche."

Lady Iryne gasped and jumped up eagerly, at the same time Roland found himself on his feet. As soon as he stood up, shame swept through his body. He blushed, and closed his eyes, wishing that he was anywhere but there.

He could feel the eyes of the Thorin’s on him, even without looking at them, he could picture the smiles on their faces.

General Paxton was the first to laugh, he bellowed so loudly that the sound vibrated in the walls. He was joined by Sigrid and then Lady Iryne. Roland could not stand the shame anymore, he turned around fled the room.

The sound of their laughter followed him as he crushed into Jesting who was bringing a bottle of wine into the room.

The wine bottle flew into the air, its contents spilled on the ground. A knight leaped up and caught the bottle in time, preventing it from falling and breaking.

"My apologies Jesting." Roland rashly apologized hastily and continued to flee.

The poor butler was left puzzled, he had not seen the crown price so flustered in a very long time. So much so that he had lost his princely aura.

found Roland in their bedroom with his head buried in a pillow. Muffled

are you planning to live

he would never

giggles but the small sharp sounds could not be contained by the ordinary palm of her hand. "Come one, it was not so bad. I promise you that when

Roland slowly raised his head and peeked at

around his upper chest. Her head found a resting place next to

interact with us, the more you will begin to realize that there is no such thing as embarrassment between family members. Before this day ends, John

in a small

hearing about the fire my mother had asked someone to set. To me, that is more troubling than your

the one she had set. It was quite uncanny that her

think alike." A suggestion came to

they were not the worst

the perspective of the female lead and

when you are embarrassed. I have seen many sides of you but never this one before. Your face has two

"Hmph" was his response.

about now?" She asked

"Your smile."