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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

Sigrid could not be more certain that she had picked the best lady-in- waiting, as silly as Mauve was, she was decisive and quite loyal. Her loyalty was already at one hundred and there was no possibility of it ever changing.

"You are crazy." Sigrid chuckled in amusement. She gestured for her maids and knights to let Livia and her people go.

A crying Livia was dropped to the floor and her maids picked her up, while glaring at Sigrid, they rushed to take her away from the Rosewood estate. Livia did not go quietly, she was screaming like a shrew.

"You will pay for this, all of you. We are not done, you hear me, I will get back at all of you for this. My grandfather will demand for all of your heads."

Guests shared nervous looks, some decided to retire earlier than planned from the party, especially the ladies that had slapped Livia. They all wanted to rush home and tell their fathers or grandfathers about what had happened.

It was not me.