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.

praising her

were occupied with other dance partners, the queen invited red knights to

to the dance floor with Roland.

room and accidentally bumped into Prince Firron. It was as

other, the upper part of her

fell into Roland’s arms. It broke Prince Firron’s attention away

not to be outdone, she feigned distress over an imaginary ankle injury and cried out sharply. Prince Firron, the hero that could ignore the damsel in distress rushed back to her, offering his

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 all the Thorin

approached the prince, giggling as they 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 had stolen

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

Emmah’s aid, whisking her away before she could protest further. As for Firron, he indulged the ladies and participated in the game which resulted in more giggles and laughter, especially

eyes found those of the queen who was seething and she laughed. Luck could

with the end result. By the end of luncheon, alliances

polite smiles and goodbyes, each knowing that the day had been a small victory or defeat. None of them was comfortable just yet because their ongoing struggle in the