The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 118: A princess for a king

After the funeral, a celebration of the consorts life followed. It was the tradition of Eldoria for a celebration to follow a funeral.

King Raff had also decided to give Rina a grand celebration to send her off. It started with a grand parade that wove through the heart of Eldoria. Majestic horses and creatures from the mage estate marched alongside the people as they headed to the royal castle.

Nobles and commoners that had managed to acquire an invitation to the royal castle invaded its grounds with excitement.

In the heart of the castle, inside the great hall, laughter, music and the joyous clinking of glasses echoed through the walls.

The hopeful noble daughters from various families took to the floor, their gowns shimmering like sea under the moonlight. They dance with grace and poise as the king and queen watched. King Raff’s eyes held a glimmer of hope while Queen Maurelia’s held great ire.

She could feel the control which she had briefly regained slipping through her fingers. Deep down, she had known that the nobles would not sit still, they would send their daughters to seduce the king. She just didn’t expect them to be so brazen to do such a thing on the day of Rina’s own funeral.

For once, the queen and Rina’s children were united in anger, they too were unhappy with the shameless behavior they were witnessing. Even if this was a celebration, it was still part of the funeral proceedings. How could the nobles do this?

Miss Florence took to the dance floor and the king noticed her quickly. She was not dressed as extravagantly as the others, she resembled his dead consort and possessed a quiet, elegant and charming beauty.

Mauve Rosewood stepped in front of Florence Windrider before she could begin to dance. She had a glass of wine in her hands which accidentally slipped and poured all over Florence’s dress.

Florence Windrider screamed and Mauve who was very apologetic dragged her away so that she could clean up.

The music changed in the meantime and all the dancing young women were sent away. A group of dancers that had been specially invited for the occasion to entertain the king came forward.

but costumes that were a harmonious blend of rich, vibrant colors. Their tops were designed to accentuate their graceful movements. The skirts and tops featured beadwork and sequins which caught the

were embellished with layers of fringe and ruffles, adding to the

was one in the middle, the one that Sigrid hoped would catch the king’s eye. Her hair was styled to perfection in soft waves, her arms shimmered with bracelets and bangles that clinked softly as she moved. Her eyes were lined with kohl which made her gaze even more

rest of her face was covered with a veil that made her intriguing, men desired to see

danced, her movements were a symphony of grace and allure--hips swaying, arms undulating like serpents, feet moving with an

and other noble men. As she danced, they

of her body, a silk fan was handed to her and she started to glide across the floor in fluid undulating motions, mimicking the

fell down on her from the ceiling. She was like a flower in full bloom and her audience

well timed with the dancer falling onto

came to a stop as the king looked

"Look up." he commanded.

some people got a glimpse of her face. The dancer was beautiful, a striking beauty

Rina but it was different, as if she was the original mold from which

bit of her and her age matched that of the only woman the king had

"Risa!!" King Raff whispered.

gently, his eyes filled with

the hall as nobles shuffled around with

considered the king’s actions to be a slap to her face. Benjamin wanted to shout in rage. His mother had barely passed and his father looked like he was ready to move

what would happen next and why this woman held a resemblance to the dead consort. Some even thought for a second that maybe Rina had not actually died. That theory flew out of the window because Rina was definitely more mature looking to the young woman

to react, he turned to Sigrid so that they could whisper about it as well but she was

was hiding an amused smile behind a glass of