The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 179

Chapter 179: Breaking down a conspiracy.....[2]

As the courtroom turned chaotic, Rosalind broke into tears. However, there not much sympathy for her in the court room or in any part of the kingdom. Even at the Thorin estate were the servants had long been aware of what she had done, they condemned her for her foolishness once again.

"Did this plan work?" Lord Dresden asked her.

Rosalind shook her head, wiping away her tears with a cotton handkerchief. "The crown princess found out about the plot in turn and she punished me for my crime. At the time, she did not want to create a scandal before her wedding so she swept the matter under the rug." She craned her neck, peeking at Sigrid. "I am sorry, I should have been a better friend. I am really sorry."

Sigrid did not respond to the apologies. Rosalind did not deserve to be forgiven because if her plot had worked at the time, she would have been ruined. She was lucky because she had a system and knowledge about the novel which saved her.

As murmurs continued to rise, Lord Dresden sent Rosalind away. "Miss Rosalind, thank you for your bravery in admitting your mistake publicly."

While she retreated under the protection of five red knights due to the ugly stares of many citizens in the courtroom, Lord Dresden asked the witness to step forward,

It was a servant of the Ye family, none other Lord Oliver Ye’s personal butler. Oliver Ye could not believe his eyes when he saw his own servant about to testify against him.

"You bastard." he shouted in rage.

sealing Oliver’s mouth. A few people that had no idea who the man was curiously asked others about

answered as

I present my next witness Mr. Mitchell Bertram. He has served the Ye family for forty years and specifically served Lord Ye for thirteen years. I believe that this is more than enough time for him to understand the inner workings of

were very many, this was a fact that many agreed

this court about what you confessed to me when you were

aye." He begun, his voice a mix of whimsy and bewilderment. "Lord Oliver doth prance ’bout the estate and kingdom like a peacock in a thunderstorm, flappin’ his arms as if summonin’ the very winds

were a few snickers at the peacock comparison. Some people were amused by Mr. Bertram’s accent and pronunciation of words, it was similar to that of individuals that had been born and raised in the North where

and raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Bertram, please stick to

is a most foul man I say and so is the rest of them Ye brood. Bad blood I tell you, cursed lot they are. Lord Oliver be sneakin’ ’bout like a mouse in the moonlight, gobblin’ on the servant girls and promisin’

in amusement but were swept up in anger even more. A woman leaped from the crowd and tried to reach Oliver Ye

my daughter you lecherous bastard, I knew it was

the screams of her demand for justice echoed in the room

is not connected to the crime being tried, it does speak towards the ugly character of the accused Oliver Ye, his mother and

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