The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 159: She cannot hibernate.

She did not even have to think about the answer, it was already available. "Didn’t she run around half-naked in our lake last week? Now is the time for those pictures and a short video to make an appearance."

When he did not respond, she opened her eyes and sat up, noticing that he was frowning. Her mind immediately associated it with what she intended to do with Emmah and she thought that perhaps Roland did not agree with it. "What’s wrong? Do you think that I am cruel? I am a woman after all and here I am, getting ready to ruin another woman."

"That’s not it," he slowly rotated her right foot before moving to the left one. His eyes were distant, gazing int he direction of the cackling fire place. "I am thinking ahead. picturing what will happen after those pictures and video is released.

If you put the wound on her face together with the public shaming and scandal which will no doubt follow, I think she will not leave the house for a while. If she doesn’t leave the house, how will you deal with her?"

Sigrid was impressed, Roland would have made a great attorney. He was right, Emmah could not be allowed to go into hiding otherwise the mission would drag on and Sigrid would risk losing another baby or dying like she was supposed to in the novel.

"She cannot hibernate, its not good for me__us. I guess I will be sending her some face cream in your name. We will make sure that everyone knows that you helped your savior when she was in such a difficult time. It will be better if you are overheard saying something like, there is more to women that what is beneath their clothes. Miss Emmah behaved inappropriately but she has a good heart and her careless mistake is worth overlooking.

Not only will it make it look like you are on her side and confuse her more as she will once again be undecided between you, Benjamin and Roland but it will make women respect, love and support you. Your popularity will outgrow Benjamin’s."

It frightened Roland how his wife’s mind worked sometimes. Every time he took two steps ahead, she took ten more and thought beyond the scope of his imagination.

plotting continued, Sigrid aimed to turn her

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exact, prince Galen had his head bowed slightly before his father the king. The King was

this map of the fifth piece

voice laden with confidence he answered, "Yes father, I have confirmed it more that two times. Five days ago, I happened to come upon a caravan of singing dwarves passing through the canal of Saint Topher. One of them was was drunk and happened to loose some

getting the dwarf drunk. It was more likely that Galen had stolen the three papers. One was a map that led somewhere in medicine valley, the other was an underground path to Nemoris and on the last paper were words written in a language

"Medoris." Galen answered.

he was. "Those bastards, how dare they cross into my kingdom? Did you slaughter every last

nodded, king Raff looked upon him with pride. For the first time, he

to guard that road leading to the underground path through which Nemorians have been crossing into our kingdom." A wicked smile blessed Galen’s lips. "I am more than sure that if my younger brother Benjamin had gone to Saint Topher as you instructed we would

the name of his favorite son was mentioned. In the old days, that name would have him smiling, lately, it did

never thought that your brother would become a fool for a woman. He has lost his poise as a member of this royal family. He pants after that common girl like a thirsty dog and he had abandoned his duties in my court." The

king answered, "At the town house which is owned by the prime minister. The entire Windrider family moved there after the unfortunate fire, the third prince has been spending many hours there. If he is not there, he is usually