The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 334

Chapter 334: A succesful re-union worth celebrating.

Roland folded the letter and put it away.

Meanwhile Sigrid was blocking out the sound of Cosmos laughing, amused by another of Lady Iryne’s letters. "Thorns are motherly! This letter will be a hit in the bank."

Those were the last words she heard Cosmos say before blocking him out completely and they stunned her. Who in the bank was reading her mother’s absurd letters? It made her feel like her life was movie being watched by immortals.

"If your mother had not written to me, I would never know that you read my poem ten times." He sighed. "All the time I put into studying poetry with Lord Givenchy have paid off."

Sigrid reached into the pocket of her cloak and brought out a small frame that could be folded.

"Here, I brought you a gift as well. It is a response to all the poems that you have written to me."

Roland accepted it and he unfolded it and read it out loud, softly.

"You are spring and I am the flowers

That’s why I can’t even see the cherry blossoms.

I am spring and you are the flowers.

That’s why you are all that I can see.

flower fields and we

inside for she was not the original author of the poem. But as the original poet was not in this

the paper came to life, flying around

to life for a moment and soar like the first bird’s cry after snowfall. I used some petals of the flowers you sent me to create a

on their wings. We are butterflies, we are flowers and

her arms out,

it all, the poem and the butterflies. Affection overwhelmed him, love for Sigrid hit him like a bell on the towers of the city

her, stumbling over his feet before embracing her. He lifted her and swung her around, peppering kisses on her

he had a strong feeling that

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the gardens, into the royal kitchen, shouting at the top of his voice. "It is done, the crown prince and princess have reunited successfully. They are hugging and

like a large camp fire at the

started to dance, going around

mid melt and she clapped her hands. "Well thank goodness and whoever has contributed

the crown princess left, Roland’s meals had been coming from Little Thorin and wine

"I had never seen the Crown prince weep, not even on the day the king fell unconscious. On the first night after

on the morning of

so that she could sit and gossip eagerly. "I saw him with his face buried in his riding gloves at four in the morning. It was cold and he had no cloak on. He was sitting

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