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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

When the couple finally stepped out of the carriage at the mage estate, they were met with looks of judgement and disgust from Elowin.

"He owns at least thirty houses in the kingdom, one in every city, five I think in this very capital. Do you know how many bedrooms those are?"

Sigrid flushed. "Er, it was a moment of weakness." She stammered. "We were not even that loud."

Elowin pointed in the direction behind them and they turned around and saw looks of embarrassment of the faces of their knights. The maids looked like they wanted to disappear into the ground. Mauve was grinning widely and Mrs. Elsworth looked like she wanted to send Sigrid back to etiquette school again.

"You may not have been loud but no carriage rocks like that unless funny business is going on inside. I am glad to see you back on your feet but goodness!!! Maybe next time try your best to save the passion for your bedroom." Elowin told her.

Save the judgement.