The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 222: What do you know about Firron?

Sunny’s accident broke the tension int the room and woke up Void. The panther jumped down and chased the dog out of the living room. As soon as Sunny’s lips and Void’s growling disappeared into the corridor, Mrs. Elsworth ordered for the door to be closed.

Meanwhile, Lady Silver was staring at her daughter with raised eyebrows, her expression calm but surprised at the same time. "Did you just threaten to throw me out?" she asked, her voice uncertain.

Mauve nodded. "Yes mother, I did. I love and respect you but not even you can tell the crown princess to shut up. People have lost their heads for smaller things than this. I implore you to understand and sit down." She was polite, but forceful.

Lady Silver’s lips trembled. It was hard to tell if she was biting back a response or trying to smile. But, she sat down and clenched her fists. "I am calm." she forced out of her mouth. "I am sorry for losing my mind crown princess." she stood up again and bowed slightly.

"Sit," Sigrid waved her hand, nonchalant about the whole thing. "I cannot fault you for worrying about your daughter. However, I would like to make it clear that I am not the one that decided she should go to war, the king did."

Lady Silver whimpered.

"Well, not me specifically but the mages." Mauve came in with a clearer explanation. "And not just mage knights but all the mages whose magic is strong. You saw what we need when the mine collapsed mother. The king ordered for a mage battalion to be formed. In times of war we must do our duty for the kingdom."

"That cursed magic." Lady Silver cried out. "What duty? The king is not sending his daughter to war, why is he sending mine? Ever since your awakening, the troubles don’t seem to end. I thought it was a gift your magic. You attracted more suitors, three princes and dozens of titled Lords are vying for your hand in marriage from the day you were seen on television saving lives. In the end, you are choosing the worst of them."

"Is this about Prince Firron again?" Mauve rolled her eyes.

"maybe we should revisit my last question, the one I raised before Mauve joined us. What do you know about prince Firron? Does anyone here know his character well enough to say with absolute authority

traded gazes, the

nothing except for the fact that he is a charming prince which is literally in his job description. A prince is supposed to be charming, he is taught how to smile, what to say, how to dress. His hair is always combed to draw attention to the

looked beneath the perfect princely image he presents. Have you been to Solandor? Do you know if he keeps a

the current crown prince of Solandor because in every kingdom or empire, the siblings that are against the one that takes the throne

a response but it dwindled. Reality hit her like a tempest breaking against

not particularly seeming to settle for one Lady but all his choices are chosen carefully. A princess, a powerful mage, the daughter of the richest commoner in Eldoria and the daughter of the strongest

house is not noble but they are some of the greatest sworn protectors of the kingdom. They have a legacy, fiefs and two castles. They own the entire island of Sunrise

Miss Keeley Valerius was not even at that lunch when the princes arrived and yet Prince Firron sought

the granddaughter of the richest merchant. Prince Firron has been seen with both of them on separate

betrothed at home, it is why he won’t commit." Mrs.

Sigrid nodded.

has not so much as looked at another woman in Eldoria. He has been living on the Thorin estate for a

hand in marriage. My grandfather rejected the proposal and he raised the same questions I am raising about Prince Firron. We know next to nothing of these men except

could be bandits or Medorian spies pausing as the Princes. My grandfather said that some representatives from