The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 381: The right dress for a fairytale themed ball.

She slapped his stomach softly. "How are you feeling today?" She asked him. Every morning since the day the queen died, she would ask him this questions.

It had been three days and he had not touched a drop of alcohol. It was a sign of progress.

"Better." He sat up and stretched, straightening his arms in the air and then bending from side to side.

Sigrid was the brains behind the morning stretches and yoga. Roland hated yoga. He could do the morning stretches and the meditation but the yoga was an enemy he wanted to drive a sword through. The human body was not meant to stretch like that.

How were a few ladylike stretches more painful than sword work?

Mauve entered the bedroom, announcing her presence very loudly. "It’s me, lady-in-waiting number one. I hope everyone is dressed and not kissing. I bring news. The king would like to see you both right now. Quick warning, his ability to talk is back and it seems he has a list of issues to address."

Sigrid shoved a pillow under head and laid back down. "I am pregnant, count me out."

Roland pulled her up. "That excuse is not working today. If you keep avoiding him, I am afraid that he will stand to be carried in here so that you can have a face-off."

Sigrid felt all her energy being drained. The king was no doubt going to analyze each and every decision that they had taken while he was in his ’magically assisted coma.’

had breakfast and she could not imagine confronting the king on an empty

have pizza for breakfast." she

of pizza do you want? vegetable, bacon, cheese, chicken, turkey, beef, fruit....maybe I should make

"The Crown Princess needs to

not the healthiest lately so when an opportunity

direction of the bathroom. "I agree with you both but she does need a bath if she is to meet the king. You can get

dresses on the bed from which Sigrid would choose one to wear. Roland left the room and went to the side

scented oils, some fruits and warm relaxing tea. Three maids assisted her and Lanai even massaged her shoulders as she rested her head on a

highness you have yet to choose a gown for your mother’s fairy tale ball. All the royal

Another presented a dress with mouse embroidery. Oh...and lets not forget the one with the magical dress which has mice scurrying along the

"It

weighed five hundred pounds,

a terrible

and every time I twirled on the dance floor the mirrors were supposed to

battle of

human hair. How am I supposed supposed to dress up in real human hair? The