The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 203: Luck vs Villain.

Thalassa was prevented from joining the madness by Elarin at Sigrid’s direct command. Sigrid made the decision because the princes looked overwhelmed and yet they were maintaining a polite attitude in dealing with all the women. They were not fools, this kind of attention was not new to them.

The fact that Thalassa was not participating in the eager attempts to charm him actually impressed Firron all the more and he looked at her a few times. This displeased the queen and she declared the start of the lunch.

The two princes were visibly relieved when they were sat away from most of the ladies. Sparks however flew because the sitting arrangement she had prepared had been tampered with.

Prince Firron was sitting between Thalassa and Mauve while Prince Eron sat between Marianne and Brynlee Thorin. Brynlee was Sigrid’s cousin that looked the most like her and Sigrid had specifically had Alistair fetch her because she had noticed Eron’s attraction to her. Sigrid figured Eron would settle for Brynlee and it seemed he was doing so because he was giving her more attention than Marianne.

Queen Maurelia tilted her head forward and shot Sigrid an icy smile. Sigrid raised her wine glass and toasted the queen.

"You messed with the seating arrangement." Roland whispered to Sigrid.

She laughed softly in response but the sound was shrill and devious. It was covered up by the louder sound of music being played by the royal musicians.

As the meal drew on, the princes were pulled into conversations about magic, politics, music, flying ships, martial arts, wine and their marital state. As soon as both of them declared that they were unwed, relief was heard in the room. Some of the young women became bolder and recommended themselves, others were shy but they invited the princes out on dates. They endure accusing and hateful looks from others because they wanted to make lasting impressions.

she specifically insisted that the princes show their skills, praising her nieces the three beauties as Eldoria’s most talented young women when

as perfect gentlemen did not refuse. To ensure that all the young ladies were occupied with other dance partners, the queen invited red knights to accompany them. She earned herself sharp glares from other scheming

dance floor with Roland. This was the the kind of thing that

bumped into Prince Firron. It was as if fate itself intervened and the knight stumbled backwards and the

Emmah was in the arms of the prince. One of his hands was on her waist and the other, the upper part of her back, feeling her bare skin through the open design

them, pushing the prince back and he fell into Roland’s arms. It broke Prince Firron’s attention away from Emmah as he had been hoping to have a

an imaginary ankle injury and cried out sharply. Prince Firron, the hero that could ignore the damsel

smirk, glad to see Sigrid’s plans crumbling like a biscuit in hot tea. When Prince Firron was about to carry Emmah, Sigrid gestured at Mauve, the Givenchy’s and

pulled Firron away from Emmah and formed a protective circle around him. Mauve started playing a flute while Riley Givenchy suggested that they play a game in which the prince had to guess which lucky lady

he was completely besotted by Brynlee that he did not see her Emmah’s

and participated in the game which resulted in more giggles and laughter, especially when Thalassa joined in and the game was changed to a cat chasing a rat. The prince was the

of the queen who was seething and she laughed.

king and Romilda, they were satisfied with the end result. By the end of luncheon, alliances were subtly reshaped, rivalries deepened and the visiting princes had smiles on their faces even though they

day had been a small victory or defeat. None of them was comfortable just yet because their ongoing struggle in the game of power and