The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 328: The crown priness is back.

The news of the possible snake invasion caught Roland off guard. When had such a thing happened and why had he not received and warning about it.

"Rudbeck." he bellowed, calling out the knight that was relaxing on duty, playing cards with three others right outside the open door of Roland’s office.

Rudbeck tipped the chair backwards and peeked into the office. "You called, your highness."

Roland rifled through the documents he had received that morning, meant for review. "Where the bloody hell are my advisors? And my secretary. Why has no one told me about a snake invasion? I am receiving messages from the royal communications office demanding to know what my official response is on the matter."

"You sent them away because you needed room to breathe." Rudbeck reminded him.

Roland grunted in response. "Then you tell me what is going on with the snakes. Have you seen any in the castle?" He held out his palm before Rudbeck could answer.

Picking up his phone, he called his wife. He needed to warn her about the snake troubles, real or false. No matter how many times he called, Sigrid did not answer the phone.

Pacing so hard as if he was on a mission to wear out the carpet in his office, he prepared himself to make the fifth call.

"I have great news." Sir Samuel dashed into the office, interrupting Roland. "The crown princess is moving back. Her maids have returned, Christie too, she is supervising the unloading of the luggage right now."

Roland rushed out of the office, running to his wife’s chambers like his life depended on it. He nearly stepped on Sunny that was happily jumping on the stairs of the second floor.

When the dog noticed its master and his men running, it grew excited and joined them. This prompted all of Roland’s other dogs on the second and third floor to join in the great race, barking with excitement.

Like a hurricane, Roland stumbled in to chambers, knocking over Alistair and a suitcase went flying upwards. Christie saved it with magic, suspending it in the air. However, the locks came lose and the clothes poured out of the case.

The dog panicked, barking crazily it run into Lama. Another suitcase went flying and it was accompanied by shrieks. The

"Down, down..."

the receiving end of stink eyes from the poor frustrated maids whose job it was to clean up

asked her

door before getting a response. His wife was not in the closet, the bathroom,

the gentlemen or

on the move. Eventually,

he voiced, in a questioning

back at night. She asked me to remind you to keep

as if he

Sunny a thumbs up and said. "Good

she had returned, it was time to move his property

moved back." He

that it was already being done. As soon as the servants learned

suddenly received a bucket sized dumping of rain when Christie spoke up, giving advice

into the chambers of the

moved back in. I understand your eagerness but I think you should err on the side of caution. Maybe you should do something to celebrate her return and show her how happy you are

to cloud his reasoning. Christie was right. He looked at

you have to attend the funeral of

quickly, changed into his one of his official outfits, a black one which

proceedings as one of the oldest red knights that had served his grandfather was laid to rest at