The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 50: Be my husband’s mistress.

Sigrid covered her eyes with her hands, she could not watch the very poor acting Emmah was doing. Even if she wanted to claim that she was a divine messenger, she did not have to be so coquettish about it. Was she trying to seduce the king or every man in the hall?

"What immortal world, she is a transmigrator from a modern world, earth if I am not mistaken." Sigrid muttered.

The excitement in the hall could not be contained however, Emmah’s carefully chosen words set the room ablaze, immortals, immortal worlds, a voice in her mind and Eldoria being an empire!!!!

"Your highness, Lord Benwick started..."

"What did you say, Eldoria will become an empire?" King Raff ignored Lord Benwick and eagerly questioned Emmah.

It was his greatest desire to turn Eldoria from a kingdom to an empire.

Emmah nodded, "That’s what the voice in my mind said, that you the king would use this knowledge to expand Eldoria and change it from a kingdom to an empire. Your highness, your reign is going to be blessed."

The excitement which had not died down reached fever pitch, chants of blood for Eldoria echoed in the hall, mixed in with applause’s and cheers. It was quickly forgotten that only minutes ago, Emmah was being frowned upon and possibly on the way to lose her head.

Now, they were all thinking at her as if she was the greatest hero Eldoria had ever seen. It took at least ten minutes for them to calm down and by then, nobody was on their knees, they were standing or sitting.

"The crown prince has just won a war and a divine messenger has arrived in Eldoria in his carriage no less. Your highness, doesn’t this mean that they are meant for each other?" Baroness Mcqueely blurted out.

She was one of the people sitting closest to the throne and her words traveled to the king and queen directly. One careless suggestion turned into two and then three.

took it upon himself to go

I would like to make a suggestion that the new divine messenger

at the queen and the rest looked at Sigrid. It was widely known that she had surrendered the salt mines of the Thorin family and a recipe in order

and others wondered if the marriage of the crown princess was going to be just like

been fawning over Emmah was similar to the king fawning over

aren’t the names

was thinking about this, they did not notice that the third

messenger sounds like a perfect match."

royal family outweighed the disadvantages, at worst if she proved to be uncontrollable, he would get rid of her. Divine messenger or not, she had no backing of a strong noble family, she was destined to be his pawn. Even

think about this?" The king asked the

her head, "I think we should wait before making such a decision, you did decree that Sigrid Thorin would be Roland’s only wife after all. If your word is broken then who else can trust

a shred of frost flash in his eyes and he faked a

proposed this himself." he

brother was drawn in by excitement just like everyone

she was not as excited as everyone else about this divine messenger. The woman had been comfortable enough to allow two prince’s to fawn over her and pat her back. She was wrapped in Roland’s cloak and clutching Benjamin’s handkerchief, tugging

protection. To the queen however, this clearly looked like a woman that was weighing her options, a

had similar mannerisms and that, she could not

to you crown princess, what do you think about this matter?" king

through his hands, if it was a bad decision he did not want it to be attached to him, and if it was good, he could still be considered to have played a role