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After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. 

But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of  her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. 

While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. 

With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate.

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"A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?"

Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. 

"A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." 

Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. 

"Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out.

Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

King Raff slammed his right hand down, his face was consumed by anger, his eyebrows knight together and he stared down at Sigrid with a menacing gaze.

His nostrils flared with each breath that he took, he seemed to be struggling to hold himself back from striking Sigrid down.

"What should we do your grace?" Lord Button asked duke Thorin.

The duke shook his head, "Nothing___" he paused, "yet." he added. "Sigrid never starts a battle she cannot finish." he said with confidence.

In the last two months, they had all witnessed Sigrid's abilities to foretell the future, every move that she made was calculated carefully to safeguard the future of their Thorin family.

They had agreed on a secret move, if Sigrid put two fingers to her heart, he would interfere. She had not moved yet so it was not his turn to jump in.

"Crown princess, how dare you slander the noble consort in front of me? Are you tired of living?" King Raff growled out.

The path to turning lovers into enemies.