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."

Sigrid increased her steps after leaving the hall, moving so fast that the heels of her shoes were singing a uniform song with the marble floor. Her need for speed left her ladies-in-waiting puzzled.


Christie wanted to ask why Sigrid was in a rush but Mauve stopped her and advised calmly. "This is one of those times when you wait until she speaks."


Sigrid entered the nearest solar, on the ground floor and snatched a letter out of Brolin's hands. She ripped it open and read.


Or should I call you crown princess now? How have you been? Are you doing well in the capital? I know that life as the wife of the temperamental prince must not be easy for you.


Sometimes I wonder if you miss me at all. Sometimes I wonder if I should ride back to Eldoria and steal you away. It has been two years and eight months now since I last saw you and yet I have not forgotten you. 


Chapter 274 - The letter with trouble.