The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 233: Legalities of the crown

"I...am...going....to...kill...you!" Roland thundered.

He lunged at Benjamin but the Lord mage pulled him back. If the man had no magic, he would have failed at that task because Roland was in a sinister mood. He had taken one look at his father’s pale body and listening to the recounting of events from the knights that had gone with the king and then rage had taken a hold of him.

The Lord mage pulled him all the way back to the side of the king’s sick bed. "Hold on, wait a moment."

Roland growled, raised his arm and elbowed the Lord mage on the nose. The Lord mage yelped in pain and the surprise caught him off guard that he ended up letting go of Roland.

The Lord mage’s nose was busted and bleeding. Not that anyone rushed back to his aid as they all looked on helplessly as Roland lunged at Benjamin aiming for his neck.

"Stop him." The Lord mage yelled.

The red knights looked the other way, they had no intention to stop the crown prince, he could do what they could not. Many of them had longed to give Prince Benjamin a beating but they were afraid of the consequences.

"Uncuff him." Roland ordered Sir Cornelius who was one of his white knights, the third in command of his army.

Princess Romilda strolled into the room, she was barking orders as if she was in charge, sending all of the knights out. She jabbed her finger at Roland’s chest, looking at him with an expression of authority in her eyes.

temper. In case you have missed it, the king is unconscious. Whispers are already

we have just conquered Nemoris. The people are waiting to hear from their king. As the king cannot speak to them, you need to

fell into the arms of Sir Cornelius and he pushed her into the

out this second." she banged and screamed. "Roland, Roland,

of the knights moved, not the ones outside or the ones inside. Inside, Benjamin’s handcuffs

him a sword and open the doors." Roland ordered. "We

had never once beaten Roland in a fight and he had no hope of doing so now more than ever because

yet to say a word. She was sitting next to Elarin, calmly munching on an apple and watching everything as if it was none of

said to her in a frustrated and urgent

Sigrid shrugged, "Well what?"

you going to stop

and then she shook her head. "No, I think I will let my husband work out his

kill him." The Lord mage said, exasperation in

any other ordinary knight, he would not be here right now. He

is a prince. When the crown prince starts killing his brothers, no matter what the reason is, things become complicated your highness. Alliances start to shift, sword smiths become much busier and people start fleeing the capital city." The Lord

this is not what that is. It is not a war, it is brothers working out their

apologetic look first and then continued. "Think about it this way your highness, the crown prince has just returned from war, victorious. Eldoria is now