The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 203: Luck vs Villain.

Thalassa was prevented from joining the madness by Elarin at Sigrid’s direct command. Sigrid made the decision

because the princes looked overwhelmed and yet they were maintaining a polite attitude in dealing with all the

women. They were not fools, this kind of attention was not new to them.

The fact that Thalassa was not participating in the eager attempts to charm him actually impressed Firron all the

more and he looked at her a few times. This displeased the queen and she declared the start of the lunch.

The two princes were visibly relieved when they were sat away from most of the ladies. Sparks however flew

because the sitting arrangement she had prepared had been tampered with.

Prince Firron was sitting between Thalassa and Mauve while Prince Eron sat between Marianne and Brynlee

Thorin. Brynlee was Sigrid’s cousin that looked the most like her and Sigrid had specifically had Alistair fetch her

because she had noticed Eron’s attraction to her. Sigrid figured Eron would settle for Brynlee and it seemed he

was doing so because he was giving her more attention than Marianne.

Queen Maurelia tilted her head forward and shot Sigrid an icy smile. Sigrid raised her wine glass and toasted the

queen.

"You messed with the seating arrangement." Roland whispered to Sigrid.

She laughed softly in response but the sound was shrill and devious. It was covered up by the louder sound of

music being played by the royal musicians.

As the meal drew on, the princes were pulled into conversations about magic, politics, music, flying ships,

martial arts, wine and their marital state. As soon as both of them declared that they were unwed, relief was

heard in the room. Sof the young women becbolder and recommended themselves, others were shy

but they invited the princes out on dates. They endure accusing and hateful looks from others because they

wanted to make lasting impressions.

After lunch, the queen suggested a waltz and she specifically insisted that the princes show their skills, praising

her nieces the three beauties as Eldoria’s most talented young women when it cto song and dance.

The princes who were acting as perfect gentlemen did not refuse. To ensure that all the young ladies were

occupied with other dance partners, the queen invited red knights to accompany them. She earned herself sharp

glares from other scheming nobles but she brushed them off.

The dancing soon started, so Sigrid took to the dance floor with Roland. This was the the kind of thing that

normally provided opportunities for Emmah.

She made the right decision because soon, Emmah and her partner floated effortlessly through the room and

accidentally bumped into Prince Firron. It was as if fate itself intervened and the knight stumbled backwards and

the prince abandoned his partner to save Emmah.

It was the perfect save and once again, Emmah was in the arms of the prince. One of his hands was on her waist

and the other, the upper part of her back, feeling her bare skin through the open design on the back of her

dress. Emmah blushed and shyly looked down.

Sigrid decided to intervene immediately, with a carefully calculated poise, she maneuvered herself between

them, pushing the prince back and he fell into Roland's arms. It broke Prince Firron’s attention away from Emmah

as he had been hoping to have a conversation with Roland.

Emmah was not to be outdone, she feigned distress over an imaginary ankle injury and cried out sharply. Prince

Firron, the hero that could ignore the damsel in distress rushed back to her, offering his assistance, much to

Sigrid’s annoyance.

The queen watched with a gleeful smirk, glad to see Sigrid’s plans crumbling like a biscuit in hot tea. When

Prince Firron was about to carry Emmah, Sigrid gestured at Mauve, the Givenchy’s and all the Thorin ladies to

intervene.

They abandoned their dancing partners and approached the prince, giggling as they pulled Firron away from

Emmah and formed a protective circle around him. Mauve started playing a flute while Riley Givenchy suggested

that they play a gin which the prince had to guess which lucky lady had stolen his handkerchief.

Emmah turned her eyes to Prince Eron but he was completely besotted by Brynlee that he did not see her

Emmah’s bewitching and pleading eyes.

Meanwhile, Benjamin hurried to Emmah’s aid, whisking her away before she could protest further. As for Firron,

he indulged the ladies and participated in the gwhich resulted in more giggles and laughter, especially

when Thalassa joined in and the gwas changed to a cat chasing a rat. The prince was the cat and he was

pursuing the princess who was the rat through the room.

Sigrid’s amused eyes found those of the queen who was seething and she laughed. Luck could not be compared

to a villain with a system.

As for the king and Romilda, they were satisfied with the end result. By the end of luncheon, alliances were

subtly reshaped, rivalries deepened and the visiting princes had smiles on their faces even though they were

overwhelmed.

As the guests departed, Sigrid, Maurelia and Romilda exchanged polite smiles and goodbyes, each knowing that

the day had been a small victory or defeat. None of them was comfortable just yet because their ongoing

struggle in the gof power and influence was not over.

The princes would be in Eldoria for a while, there would be other opportunities for the pendulum to swing

another way. Emmah, in the meantwas consoling herself by hugging Benjamin.

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She had a smile on her face because she thought he planned to spend the night.

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Queen Maurelia sank to the floor, this was not what she had been anticipating. He had not given her one kind

look or a smile. He had not even applauded her for putting together the lunch so quickly and ensuring that the

food, drinks and entertainment were all top quality.

"Your highness." her governess squatted down and covered Maurelia with a fur cloak. "You should get up now,

the floor is cold."

Tears slipped through Maurelia’s eyes, she drew in a deep breath and wiped them away. "Its not over yet," she

mumbled.