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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.

Excerpt.

"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

Roland was more excited than a child on christmas morning. The spark in his eyes could be dampened by anything. As the carriage drove through the streets, his restless grew and he shifted from side to side, peeking out of every window every other second, asking if they had arrived.

He did it again and Sigrid pinched his ear.

"We are just picking up dogs, not discovering a new magical mine or something great like that."

Roland scratched the part of his ear which had been pinched and he cozied up to her. He had been extra affectionate since the previous night and this was round, he was no different.

"I know something you can do for me to help me calm down." he said.

"Oh yeah, and what might that be?"

Roland smiled impishly, "Kiss me."

Sigrid let out an unladylike snort and attempted to push his head away but it was a futile mission. "I doubt that a kiss will calm you down. I think it will do the opposite of that."

A moment of passion in a carriage.