The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 319: A date at the fair.

"What other song would you like to listen to?" East asked Sigrid.

Roland snapped a twig with his hands. In his mind, they might as well have been East’s fingers. He had been trying to have a conversation with his wife for hours but Mr. Musician had been playing his tunes non stop. He paused for lunch and the resumed immediately after.

When Sigrid was walking off the meal, he played a flute and all the women sighed.

"There is a fair this evening, would you like to be my escort?" Roland cut in quickly with a question. "A date, it is a date." he added.

Sigrid’s eyes lit up. She had never been to a fair in this world. She could only picture the ones she had seen in movies. Experiencing it was better than imagining. "I would love to go."

Roland was pleased with her answer. Pleased enough to let East play a slow ballad, accompanied by the wonderful singing of Rudbeck about two star crossed lovers.

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In the evening, Sigrid and Roland set out for the date at the fair. They went with a bigger crowd than usual but only married individuals or those with dates. Mauve had said that this would make it easy for them to blend and also allow the knights, ladies-in-waiting, valet and others to enjoy sometime with their loved ones.

The Ridley’s also went to the fair, in the company of the Thorin’s. The groups decided to split up.

So, they set out in their masks and hooded cloaks which still looked highly overpriced but they could be taken for wealthy nobles and not royalty.

It was the first fair of spring and it was brewing with life. There were many people, children and adults, nobles and commoners. Many stalls had been set up selling everything from roasted chestnuts, gloves, hats, seeds, drinks, foods, and toys to weapons like swords and blades of all qualities.

determined to make it a perfect date for his wife. Fingers

sniffed out the raspberry pie from

gleefully turned to Roland, the spark of excitement in her eyes making it obvious what she desired for him to

men into it. He ate the pie with royal gentleness. Galen ate it lazily, Orpheus barely touched his. The knights were

whose pie gulping skills defied mortal limits. Jeff’s determination was driven

Sigrid

were turning their

towards a stall that was selling

was not the only magic aided ride she had seen. She had also seen a Ferris wheel and gigantic tea cups which glided through

dragged him to gigantic tea cup ride. No surprise, Finn was one of

to let them cut in line, ignoring the grumbling of a few children who were waiting their

Roland’s hands clenched around the rim.

it would move faster. When it came back down, a woman waiting for

that climbed into the cups wanted to puke when their feet touched the

girl that looked around four years old stopped them, holding her hand out with

the girl in the air and Roland puked into an empty bucket, releasing all of

kicked the air furiously. "Finny, we got a couple of hard headed ones here."

laughter, Sigrid tapped his back, handed him water to wash