The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 211: Another house down.

"Is it your wish to plead for the prime minister?" The King asked.

Viscount Durin nodded. Other nobles, Ladies and Ladies stood up, adding weight to Viscount Durin.

The king was not surprised to see other nobles standing up for the prime minister. Many of them owed him, for others, he knew their secrets and held their lives in his hands. Some were simply trying to join the cause because the tides in politics changed like the weather on the sea.

It could be calm today and unstable another. Today the prime minister was set to fall but it did not mean the end of the Windrider house. They were an old noble house whose wings spanned to other friendly neighboring kingdoms.

If someday they rose to power again, these nobles were hoping to be remembered.

King Raff leaned his head down on his right hand and said, "I would like to remind you all of the crimes that the prime minister is being charged with. Unlawful extraction of resources, illegal ownership of mines, endangering lives and betraying the trust of his king. What punishment do you think is best suited for his crimes?"

Murmurs rippled through the room as people pondered on what punishment he should be granted. The standard punishment was stripping of a noble title and death.

Before the decision of the king could be made, the prime minister lent his voice to the matter. "Your highness, Lords and ladies, I am guilty of my crimes and I am not going to hide from the punishment. What I do plead for are the lives of my wives and children. They are innocent in this matter as they knew nothing of this. As for my sons that knew of my crimes, they were drawn into this unwillingly by me.

their father knowing too well what the punishment would be. My son Desire, he was at the mine closing it down. I can swear this on my ancestors. He is a righteous man that urged me to inform the king about the mines and use whatever proceeds I still had left to help in the food crisis of the

have sinned but my ancestors have served the royal house faithfully for many years. Greed got the best of me and I went down the wrong path. I beg you, My King, let them keep

king and council Lords that would be making the decision exchanged glances. Most of them found the prime

to make. The council came to a compromise and the herald relayed to the king what they had

through their decision. They had decided that the family could be spared and allowed to retain their estate however

crowd. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the final decision

"I am not without compassion and I recognize the contributions that the Windrider family

not believe in being too soft. The crimes that have been committed are grave, if the house of Windrider gets a slap on the wrist then others will follow in their feet and commit the same crime thinking

that have forgotten recent events, the prime minister personally led knights to the Thorin estate to search for gold and he accused them of the same crime he stands accused of today. I do not remember any of you Lords that have stood with him and pleaded for him doing the same for

fact, you were all eager to see then executed and you would

in shame. They had forgotten about that and did not expect the king to share

many stares. People were already wondering if they had a hand

"This is my decision. The actions of the prime minister are indefensible and he is hereby stripped of his noble