The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 168: A shot gun wedding.

It was the second wedding that the Thorin’s were attending in which the groom had a black eye. The bride looked as unhappy as Sigrid had looked on the day of her wedding and the groom, he was not exactly smiling.

A shot gun wedding was no way for two people to get married. Even though the Thorin’s wanted the union, this was not the way they dreamed of it happening. It was the same for the Givenchy’s who never thought that they would be giving their daughter out in this way.

Lady Givenchy was crying and Sigrid did not think that they were tears of joy. Abigail’s five brothers looked almost murderous. They was they were looking at John’s neck was very unsettling.

"Let us begin." The priest said after casting a worried glance at the groom. It was not his first time joining a couple that had been caught in mischief but it was his first time joining a groom to a bride that had just beaten him.

"Did I look like that at our wedding?" Roland whispered to Sigrid.

"I don’t recall beating you up as badly as Abigail has beaten my brother."

Roland leaned his head down and whispered a question into her ears. "Does she like him because if she doesn’t, I can find an excuse to end the wedding and...."

"She likes him." Sigrid butted in with a fact that she had heard from John himself.

"And him, how does he feel about her?" he asked.

"He likes her too." she confirmed. This was also a fact that John had shared with her.

"Then why all the fuss?" Roland raised his voice as he asked the question.

distracted the priest and had everyone looking at

Roland said loudly for all to

up and looked around, her eyes lingered more on the bride and groom. "Actually no

exaggeratedly. Sigrid’s words were

immediately stepped in to stop Sigrid. "Crown princess, with all due respect you cannot stop this wedding. I am not afraid to go over your head and take this up with the king. Your brother dishonored my daughter, he must marry her or surrender his

intention to stop the wedding I just think that no woman wants to marry like this." Sigrid spun and turned her eyes to the front, to her brother. "For heavens sake! John is wearing muddy pants and a torn shirt. Abigail has mud in her hair." She turned to the rest of the group,

Givenchy’s next sob somehow managed to stop but not before

the good news is that this couple loves each other. John loves Abigail and she loves him. I would like to suggest that we give them two

what if he runs away again." Lord

away." John groaned in a tired manner as he had repeated this many times but Lord Givenchy was acting deaf. "This was an emergency trip,

watch over him as

Givenchy,

moment, the wedding was postponed and everyone was given an opportunity to prepare. Sigrid had a silk white dress, it was not a wedding dress but it was sufficient

stop at the dress and gave her jewelry, a white fur cloak and anything else that was

the chapel as best

it felt right. Even the priest had a smile on his face as the bride walked

and within one minute Lady Iryne

suggested a photo shoot for the couple. They took pictures on horseback, choosing a white

to make pose in what she thought were the best positions. The photography session dragged on for so long, running into

also pose with the couple. By the time photography session was over, it was time for