Chapter 331: What should a royal child be named?
Sigrid was surprised to see the dinner arrangements in the gardens. Fireflies had been collected and placed in jars, tied to ropes and places around the flowers. It was a very beautiful sight to see. The stars in the sky and sound of crickets chirping made it all seem so natural and so romantic.
It looked like a date in a desert, just without the sand. But there were canopies, pillows, lights and lots of flowers. There was even a bed, prepared for when Sigrid was tired of sitting on the chair.
"Wow!" Sigrid exclaimed.
Standing beside her, Roland beamed with pride. It was almost as if he had planned it all and executed it himself.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"It is very beautiful Roland," she looked around, laughing lightly. "Wow! I love the canopy and the lights and the pillows and the fact that we are alone."
All the servants gave her side eyes or pretended not to hear her. There was no such as alone for the royal couple, servants and knights were always within a few feet of them. Like now, they were only five feet away from the canopy. Even Jesting was there was there but he was sitting as he could not stand for long hours.
Roland pulled out a chair for her and welcomed her to sit. "I am so glad to have you back home. I also know that forgiveness is a process so I will not push you. We can take things one step at a time. But, there is something that I would like to do later at night."
Sigrid’s eyebrows crept upwards slowly. Here we go again, she thought. Where did he want to enjoy some risky sex tonight?