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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

There was no such as loyalty in the royal family, except to themselves and even then it could vanish at the snap of a finger, this everyone knew. And yet, it still surprised them to see the king, for the first time ever making a moved against his precious consort in public.

It was all to save his own face, of course but still, it was unexpected and deeply satisfying to watch. The feeling did not last long.

"I fear that I have come down with a headache, I need to retire and take care of it." king Raff said and he turned to the queen. "I believe that you can handle the rest of this court gathering without me, like the crown princess said, it is a matter that concerns women."

He stood up and walked out of the hall, the last words that were heard from the king as the doors closed was the order for a royal doctor to be sent to him in the chambers of the secondary consort.

The king needs a new whore.