The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 235: No guaranteed expiry date on the kings life.

Inside the royal castle, Sigrid tended to Roland’s minor wounds on his hands, acquired after punching Benjamin and then the ground and walls when he could not get to Benjamin anymore. He had just finished finished taking a bath and in thirty minutes, he was expected to address the Eldorian’s on live television.

She was suddenly yanked out of the chair and placed on Roland’s lap. Without resistance, she rested the side of her face on his chest and surrendered to his tight hold. He was still burning hot from anger that his body temperature was akin to that of a small furnace.

How he was not sweating buckets was a miracle to her!

"What’s this? Are you using me as a comfort cushion or Sunny?"

Roland closed his eyes, drew in a breath and answered, "I need you or else I am going to lose my mind and blow up this entire castle."

She could feel him trembling with unsaid anger and she gently patted his chest, passing her hand over his heart slowly. Sigrid remembered the look on his face when he was his father the King, laying in that bed, looking hopeless.

The words said by the Lord mage had enraged Roland. Though the king had survived, he was now half the man he once was. The poison had left behind devastating effects, like the king’s movements would be slower. His body would experience a permanent coldness even in the summer.

They could remedy it with magic potions and pills but in the absence of those things, he would shiver, cough and his health would deteriorate rapidly.

foods too often. Roland

to the water being fed to the king just in case because

off his head after seeing the footage of the little

He had screamed for an hour long, which had resulted in a sore throat that was still

respond, she was waiting for him to get

the mage knight that attacked him was powerful. He killed two knights with a single blow and sent the others flying before getting

the mage knight for one minute and given the king time to escape and get to

and Sigrid activated her healing magic to cool him off and soothe

I don’t know which is worst about what he did. That it makes him an

was hard to see." Sigrid

turned and run to Emmah. The look of shock in King Raff’s eyes had also been captured clearly. Two members of the Tv crew in the group of six had been stabbed to

the sixty people that had gone on that trip, forty eight had returned alive. Of that number, sixteen had been injured gravely and they were fighting for their lives just like the

in that moment, knowing that the son he adored more than

brittle leaves crushed underfoot. It crackled in this throat like dry twigs in a fire, dragging as if unwilling to escape its hollow confines. In it was sorrow,

the haunting of emotions buried deep which were bubbling to