The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 315: The cards and flowers.

Roland thought it was important to mention this fact to Sigrid before Christie found herself in a family way. "My

love, | should mention this before it is too late. Orpheus is an Ashford. If rumors are to be believed, the the

has spent talking to Christie is enough to see results in nine or ten months."

Sigrid looked back and she caught a glimpse of Christie smiling at Sir Orpheus. She thought back to the day

Christie had said with much vigor that she would not be among the women that bore Ashford children. Perhaps

she had spoken too soon and in future, she would have to eat her words.

"We should head inside first." Roland put his hand on the curve of Sigrid’s lower back.

She smartly dodged his touch and shook her head. "I am afraid that | cannot invite you in your highness, even in

courtship, a gentleman does not call on a lady in the dark. Not unless he has nefarious plans. Do you have such

plans?"

Roland looked down at her face and smirked. "I always have nefarious plans for you."

His answers were always ridiculous and often playful. She took a step back and respectful curtsied. "Good night,

your royal highness."

Roland remained motionless for a while. He did not believe that she would leave him outside and go in alone. But

that was exactly what she did and her ladies-in-waiting followed her faithfully.

A sullen Galen and unsatisfied Orpheus could only watch the gates close behind the women with reluctance in

their eyes. They watched the gates for far longer than they should have. Their eyes were hopeful that by a

stroke of a miracle, they would be opened and they would be invited in.

Rudbeck whispered to Lord Evermore, "They look like puppies that have lost their mothers. Is this what I look like

when my wife kicksout of the house on rare occasions because my mouth was too smart to know what was

good for it?"

"You are more like a cat." Evermore made claws with his hands and cried out like a cat.

"So, how long are we going to stand out here?" Sir Samuel asked them.

The men shrugged.

"Far longer and more often than you all imagine." Rudbeck sighed. On one hand, he looked forward to the

courtship of the already married crown princess and on the other, he was worried that they would all be pulled

into Roland's shenanigans.

It had been a while since they climbed a wall. The way Roland was observing the Thorin walls, it looked like they

would soon be doing so.

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Two days later, Sigrid received another large bouquet of flowers during breakfast. It was delivered by Sir Orpheus

Ashford and it had bechis daily morning task. It also cwith a card always.

Roland and Galen had becquite the proficient note, card and letter writers recently. The card read, "Another

sun has risen and | am once again forced to wake up without you by my side. Did | mention that your smile is

more beautiful than the rising of the sun? If I did not then | will do so more often from now on--Your only crown

prince."

Sigrid put the flowers down, her lips were stretched into a small smile. Maybe proficient was the wrong word to

describe Roland's writing. But, he got points for consistency.

Lady Iryne was very nosy, so much so that she made it a point to invade her daughter's privacy and read the

notes that were always sent with the the flowers. Normally, the flowers were sent in the morning and evening.

Sigrid watched her mother gush over the card, calling it the best one yet and moaning sadly over the fact that it

included no poem, unlike the last cards. She asked the duchess what she thought and the duchess gave a flat

oooh in support of the what her daughter-in-law was gushing over.

Lady Iryne called a maid and handed the note, instructing her to have the note framed in Sigrid’s bedroom as all

the others had been done. She wanted Sigrid to be surrounded by evidence of Roland's love and devotion.

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She really had a talent for ruining the mood. Every tshe opened her mouth someone around her frowned.

Her behavior was embarrassing considering the fact that the Ridley’s were living on the estate and witnessing

her behavior.

Nathaniel sent Sigrid a look of apology. Deanne lost her appetite and she put down the bread. Her hands

tightened around the baby and Thor started crying. Lady Iryne jumped up and took the baby from Deanne,

shooting Lady Ivory resentful glares.

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The spoon of vanilla pudding in Lady Ivory’s hand trembled. She gasped as if the most horrific thing had just

happened. "You...you...."

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been. "Now, we have been polite to

you by opening our hto you. We

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demands and endured your insults.

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Lady Ivory slapped the table and looked at her daughter. "You want to kickout! Deanne, are you hearing

this?" Her daughter was the future duchess, how could they dare to do such a thing to her?