The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 17: Sucker punching a husband.

The wedding did not get off to the start that Sigrid had imagined, she did not think that she would have to sober

up her groom that reeked as if he had taken a bath in a booze filled lake.

Looking at the man that was snoring lightly on the bed, Sigrid could not bring herself to blow up in anger, she

was the villain of this world, of course her wedding would not be held with ease, it was a privilege saved for the

female lead.

"lI am going to kill him." Nathaniel ground out.

All three of Sigrid's brothers had followed her to the Eastern wing of the large castle where the crown prince lived

in the royal castle.

They had followed Sigrid to protect her physically and maintain her honor not expecting her to find her way into

the bedroom of the crown prince with ease as if she had been there dozens of times before.

She even greeted his butler and two servants that were frantically pacing outside the door as if she was familiar

with them.

The sight which met their eyes had stampeded them, even the smell of the room had them pinching their noses.

The smell of ale and other types of liquor permeated through the air.

They found the sight of Roland not only offensive but also embarrassing.

The crown prince's butler Orville placed himself in front of Nathaniel, protecting his master as best as he could.

The other two servants followed his actions to block the other brothers.

"How dare he do this on the day of the wedding, is he trying to dishonor our families?" John quizzed.

"Move." Nathaniel barked at Orville.

"You are not going to kill my husband to be, Nathaniel. We all know that he is very much against this union, did

you expect him to walk down the aisle willingly?"

"But this is not the right way to handle it." Elowin growled.

"I will handle it, everyone out. Give us a moment of privacy please." Sigrid told them.

She could hear something break in the room as she made the request, what she had asked of them was

something that could be considered scandal worthy. An unmarried young man and woman together in a

bedroom, it was the right recipe to get tongues wagging.

"Siggy.." Nathaniel started.

"Out." Sigrid said firmly. "Please.." she added softly.

Her brothers were very unwilling but she stared them down, ignoring their protests. They did as she requested,

grunting all the way as they pulled the servants out as well and shut the doors.

"System, purchase fora sobering pill, something that works immediately."

She held her hand out and a red pill appeared within ten seconds. Sigrid approached the bed, pried Roland's

mouth open and stuffed the pill inside his mouth.

"How long..." she started to ask. The question barely made it out of her mouth when Roland sat up with a loud

gasp, bent down and threw up all the alcohol in his body.

Sigrid was unprepared for it, she did not think the sobering pill would have such an unexpected effect and her

wedding dress would fall victim to the accident.

She clenched her right hand into a fist, reared back and punched Roland.

The moment her fist touched his face, she gasped and stepped away from him.

"| did not mean to do that." she said in a panicked voice. She took a deep and consolidated her mind. "I mean,

are you sober now prince Roland? | do apologize for the punch, it can be blamed on my quick reflexes."

Roland sat on the bed, one hand on his stomach and another on his left eye which was throbbing as a result of

being sucker punched.

He raised his hand, a buzz like hum sounded in the room and the two pronged sword flew from the ground and

landed in his right hand.

Sigrid put her right hand behind her back and ordered the system to send her the hand fan in her inventory.

Given the way the prince was eyeing her as if she was a enemy he wanted to slaughter, she was not taking

chances.

"Is it your intention to kill me?" she asked with a light smile.

Roland clenched his hand around the hilt of the sword. "It will not be the first t| am giving the idea serious

consideration."

His voice was low but dangerous, there was not one lie in his words. Any other woman would have gone running

for the hills but Sigrid was not frightened.

"You can try but | can assure you that we will be well matched, | may not have a sword but | have a weapon in

hands equal in sharpness to your sword.

My strength and skill can be compared to that of your white knights and in combat...." she tilted her head. "We

would have to fight it out to know who is the more skilled one.

If you can put aside your hatred for a moment and use your brain to think then you will realize what day it is and

the importance it holds for both families."

It took Roland all of five seconds to figure out that she had called him stupid in a clever way, something that he

did not expect because she was always rushing to please him in one way or another.

He also realized that she was looking at him differently, there was no naked desire for his body in her eyes and

she was not speaking coquettishly.

"It seems you have dropped all pretense now that your goal has been achieved."

"What goal?" Sigrid asked.

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Roland ripped started to unbutton his shirt then he paused and looked at her, icily.

"Get out."

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She wanted to bluntly inform him that it was not him she coveted but the chance to live again and the power of

the throne. He would not understand anyway, so she didn't feel the need to explain herself.

"Gladly."

She left the room and went off in search of the nearest bathroom to clean herself up and change to a different

dress.