The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 237: A hero, again!

This time, the hall erupted into applause. The clapping was not deafening, not overwhelming, but it carried something stronger—trust. For the first time, Roland felt confident in himself as the next ruler of Eldoria. The great shadow that had loomed over him his whole life was gone.

Cold air seeped in through the windows but Roland felt warmth. For him, the sun could as well have bee shining.

The press conference was ended and an interaction between him and the nobles ensued. He stepped down from his princely throne and mingled among them, shaking their hands and accepting their sympathies.

Sigrid did the same thing, she moved along with Mauve, Brolin and Cosmos. Their eyes were focused and ears sharp, catching everything that was said to them.

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Out in the streets, the citizens comforted each other, there were no more victory songs sung however, there was not much to celebrate when the royal family was grieving.....the empire was grieving.

So, some people went back to their jobs, others decided to visit the nearest bars or taverns for a drink. Others decided to get something delicious to eat, good food was a source of strength.

On everyone’s tongue was the subject of the king’s illness, whether he would live or recover was a subject of interest for them all. What they knew for certain was that the crown prince was now in charge and Eldoria was going to change.

Standing at around the corner next to an alley on the street, one woman was nervously rubbing her hands together. Her eyes were focused on the doors of Little Thorin, occasionally, they darted from left to right, observing the street. She was patiently waiting for someone to appear and for her, the affairs of the royal family were of no interest to her at the moment.

planning to have his lunch at Little Thorin. He was a stickler for time, Emmah was sure he would not be no

He had a small pipe between his fingers, smoking Frostbreath mist, a lavender hued smoke used by many people that worked outdoors in

his horses. He turned his head back and said something to someone inside the

down the street. It pulled into the alley and went around the back to the lot where the

Derrick Fairfax came out of the alley forty seconds later, walking with a cane

horse man set the horses in motion, rushing in the direction of Lord

way, out of

back the horses but they just kept galloping and neighing furiously. People jumped out of the way, others tumbled and fell over, screams

the street, chasing after a ball. His mother let out a high pitch sorrowful yell and she

all the chaos, the mad horses were a hair’s breath away from him and young boy. His heart fell and his feet froze,

using magic, and she threw herself on top of him. At the same time, she pulled the hand

washed over everyone that saw it happen, the mother of the boy fell to her knees, trembling. Lord Fairfax opened his eyes, his head hurt because it had hit the ground when he fell. However, he

the carriage and approached Emmah and Lord

them." He explained frantically, trying to help

a hospital but at the same time, she coughed

that had saved the crown prince. She had also made the list of top ten beauties of

as much as it should have after the tragedy that happened at