A not so typical wedding night..1

The wedding was not funny for Sigrid, not in the slightest bit, she considered it to be a needless ritual that was required in the long journey to achieving her goals.

It was even less funny when after the ceremony, the carriage which drove her and Roland away from the royal castle came to a stop inside the enclosed walls of a residence that was only a one hour drive away from the castle.

It was one of Roland's private residences that he owned in Doria, as the crown prince, he was blessed with vast wealth which he had invested in horses, real estate, sword forging shops and ships.

This estate was simply called The Vale, named after the land of mist where the crown prince had achieved his very first victory in battle against the Knights of the Starfall empire.

"This is not Stormwind." Sigrid said when Roland stepped out of the carriage after her.

"Are you worthy of Stormwind?" he questioned.

Sigrid pursed her lips and nodded slowly, she understand the message he was trying to convey quite clearly, she was not his crown princess except in name so his major estate where most of his business was conducted was not open to her.

In the novel, Emmah had treated Stormwind like her backyard, she turned the lush gardens into fruit plantations, raised chicken, built a flower viewing pavilion and lived there for months on end in the absence or presence of Roland.

After his death, king Raff awarded her the estate, saying that Roland would have wanted her to have it.

Sigrid scoffed, she found Emmah to be a greedy schemer, not only did she get the estate of the Thorin's when they were wiped out but she also got Stormwind. It was as if everyone and everything was working hard to make her a wealthy woman.

"It will not be happening on my watch." she muttered.

Through the side of her right eye, Sigrid noticed that Roland was about to get back in the carriage, he had no plans of spending the weeding night with her.

"Host, plot detected." Her system harped. "On the wedding night, the crown prince went out drinking and when he returned to the estate, he slept outside the bedroom door."

[Mission: Make the prince spend the night inside the bedroom with you.

Reward: Quick ripening orange seeds, the old Eldorian book of laws.]

Sigrid took a few determined steps towards the carriage.

"Hey, Roland wait up." she called out.

He turned around and Cosmos hit him on the back of the head, in the presence of Roland's white knights and all of the servants that had come out to welcome the couple.

Roland's unconscious body fell to the ground, eliciting gasps from the servants.

The knights, like faithful dogs attacked immediately, twelve of them rushing towards Cosmos with blood thirsty looks on their faces.

Cosmos looked at with heavy disdain as if they were nothing more than silly ants. "I will handle things here." he told Sigrid.

Sigrid turned to Orville. "Carry your prince to the bedchamber immediately."

Orville could not move, his hands and feet were trembling and he stayed in one place, frozen like a block of ice.While he was useless for the moment, two footmen that the queen had sent to assist Sigrid took on the task.

They picked up Roland's body from the ground and carried him into the large manor. Sigrid and her servants followed, they were exchanging worried and puzzled glances unlike their mistress that appeared to be unbothered.

Without the intervention of the system, Sigrid had intended to do whatever it took to keep Roland with her on the wedding night.

In the novel, he had gone out drinking with his brothers, returned and slept outside, deliberately allowing everyone to witness the fact that the marriage was not consummated. Even before the sun came up the following day, the news was everywhere that the crown prince and his princess did not share a bed.

Before Sigrid opened her eyes, the royal secondary consort's handmaidens and governess had rushed into the bedroom, looking for proof that the marriage had been consummated.

There was none, of course and it became a huge point of mockery to Sigrid and shame to the Thorin family. It was something that was used by other ministers to mock duke Thorin in the king's court. 

The queen did not even intervene to defend Sigrid and furthermore blamed her for failing to keep her husband with her on the night of her wedding.

"Isn't it just a matter of sleeping in one room for an hour and putting some blood on white sheets to fake the wedding night, why couldn't the original body think of something like that?" she whispered.

She came to the second floor of the house where Roland's chambers were, the footmen had just placed him down on the bed.

"What else should we do crown princess?" they asked.

"Should we tie him up?" Lanai asked from the back.

"My lady no!" Elaine, the old governess of the crown prince gasped.

She, just like the rest of Roland's servants were dismayed. Sigrid's servants that had followed her from the duke's estate were unbothered, they were used to carrying out questionable tasks for their mistress.

"You can all leave now, nobody should come in for the rest of the night, not even the crown prince's knights. If anyone dares to disobey my orders, kill them." Sigrid ordered.

She had come with her own knights and she knew that they would follow her orders. Ignoring the gasps from Roland's servants, Lanai chased everyone out of the room.

"My lady....your highness should I draw you a bath and help you change?"

"It will not be necessary Lanai, you can retire for the night." She answered.

The maid bowed respectfully, walked backwards and left the room. As soon as the door was closed, Sigrid exhaled and she fell on the bed, next to Roland's unconscious body.

"This is really more exhausting than I thought it would be." she said to herself.

Every second of acting like this cold, graceful, composed, dignified person was tiresome. She had to watch every word and all her actions because she was being watched every second.

"Now I know what celebrities endure." she laughed softly.

Despite the exhaustion, she was glad that the wedding had at least gone off without a hitch, another win for her villain self. She turned her head and looked at her husband, taking her first real long look at him.

"Husband." she whispered and laughed. "Cosmos, isn't it ironic that I died on the day of my engagement and transmigrated only to get married?"

She did not get a response from him which was not unusual, he responded and talked to her only when he wanted. The rest of the time, he was drinking out of his flask with his eyes closed, leaning against the wall in a corner somewhere.

Sigrid raised her head and moved closer to Roland's head, wanting to take an even closer look at him. He was as good looking as the novel described him, even better now that he had lost the scowl on his face which he always wore around her.

She had only seen him smiling genuinely once today and that was when he was talking to his mother. His face had changed, lighting up like a ten thousand watt bulb. It had been so captivating and inviting.

As if she was enchanted, Sigrid raised her hand to touch the side of his face.

"So gorgeous.." she whispered.