The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 191: My turn is coming.

Duke Thorin opened a bottle of wine and handed out glasses to every Thorin that could drink. They watched in delicious glee as the prime minister melted in horror as the realization of the mistake he had made sunk in.

"Ah, you have found some of our treasures indeed, it is the finest cheese in all the land. Not even the royal kitchen has cheese this tasty. I don’t know if that is a crime, my duchess is it a crime?" he turned to his wife.

Duchess made a small hissing sound, she turned her head from side to side. On her face was a minor frown as she appeared to be pondering deeply. "Well, we can always give him some cheese. We have enough to feed the kingdom for a year."

Prime Minister Windrider was enraged, "Where is the gold? Where are you hiding it?" he growled out.

"There," Elowin blinked innocently and pointed at the single trunk of gold. "That is gold. Am I missing something?" He looked around at the others as if he was confused.

The gold he was pointing to had been examined, it had the mark of Eldoria’s bank. It was obviously not illegally gotten gold or gold nuggets from a mine.

The Thorin’s snickered while the prime minister’s face turned red shame.

"Help yourselves to some cheese and wine, nobody should call us greedy." Lady Iryne gestured at the knights.

The servants distributed the cheese and wine to them.

"Let’s return." The mage knight told the rest.

Prime minister Windrider was unwilling to surrender, he looked at the retreating knights with storm filled eyes as if he wanted to conjure an actual storm that would swallow them. "Where are you going? We have not searched everywhere?"

of a magical horse turned back and sneered at the prime minister. "The search ends here and we do not take orders from you." His eyes moved to the

Duke Thorin had a word for the prime minister. "You have your turn today, my turn

back and toasted to

everything to order and the Thorin’s sat down in chairs, watching their plantation with joyful

tilled the ground and took care of the coffee plantation. Which nobles that could afford a

because Sigrid wanted an emergency reserve. If she ever lost access to the bank of fate, at least she

fun." Sigrid

did enjoy seeing that look on defeated on the scheming prime minister’s face. When

the proof we need anyway, we don’t even need to forge it because he has secret mines. He is the biggest supplier of obsidian crystals, aquamarine gems and emeralds in

kills a few miners to warn others to keep their mouths shut." John offered

the prime

wait, when their turn comes, I will poke holes in

her undergarments

jesters and have them spread the news of the prime minister’s hole filled undergarments." She threw a wine glass to the

tell that it would take sometime for her to calm down. When she was

jesters when you

face was a devious smile as she planned out how she would bring the Windrider house to shame. So much so that

that look." Lord Paxton

mother came up with. "On that note, we should be leaving right now. I have a lot of things I must