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.

in gowns but costumes that were a harmonious blend of rich, vibrant colors. Their tops were designed to accentuate their graceful movements. The skirts and

with layers of fringe

was styled to perfection in soft waves, her arms shimmered with bracelets and bangles that clinked softly

covered with a veil that made her intriguing, men desired to see the face beneath the white silk

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

reaction of the king and other noble men. As she danced, they sat up straighter and

the movements of her body, a silk fan was handed to her and she

the windows as she performed a spin and twirl while rose petals fell

from his throne, his eyes were focused on the dancer. His arrival was well timed with the dancer falling onto

stop as the

"Look up." he commanded.

in the room as some people got a glimpse of her face. The dancer was

bore a resemblance to Rina but it was different, as if

bit of her and her age matched that of the

"Risa!!" King Raff whispered.

the dancer’s face gently, his eyes

with everyone wishing to

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

wondering 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.

as well but she was gone. He found her at

was hiding an amused smile