The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 279: Death is waiting, are you sure?

Silence.

Sigrid’s question was unexpected and it made them rethink their strategy. For the first time, Badric tucked his tail in and held his tongue. The De-Kensington brothers did not dare to say anything.

The small gap between them and the princess felt too small. The air was ripe with tension, even those that were looking on from the side lines could sense it. Phones were popular in Eldoria but there supply was not equal to the demand.

Those without phones could only watch in envy as the ones with phones shared the encounter with other people.

"That’s right. That’s what I thought." Sigrid said softly but with steel in her voice.

She expected to hear no response from them and she was about to stand when an older woman pushed her way through the boys. She walked with a cane that always moved ahead of her.

"If my daughter is truly ill then I would like to see her. Surely there is no harm in letting a mother and her daughter have a re-union at the most scary time of her life." She raised her hands that were leaning on the cane. "As you can see, I am already old and I suspect that my death is not far off. Even if I am infected with whatever you claim Maurelia has, I don’t mind. Death does not scare me anymore."

The De-Kensington brothers stood up straighter. They were like children that had been losing a fight and their big scary mommy had come to their rescue. There was even a hint of a smirk on Badric’s face. To his thinking, even the king had to give his parents some lee way. Who was the crown princess in comparison to the king?

"See, I don’t like what you said Lady Florentine." Sigrid shook her head. "The use of the word claim means that I am asserting that the queen is ill without having proof to back up my words. I refuse to be engaged in a conversation where I am accused of being a liar.

In case you all need a reminder, the king himself and his doctors decided that the queen was ill and she needed to be isolated. It was not I that made this choice so take your doubts to the king, not me.

illness was confirmed by the Lord mage. The king was so desperate to save his queen that he invited the most powerful mage in our empire to treat her. If that does not reassure you about her condition I don’t know what will." She leaned back and crossed her right leg over the left one. Looking at the curiously, she asked, "Don’t you trust Roland? Do you think he would not send

Elarin to step over his own mother in order to act as the

traded gazes and frowns. Sigrid had made some fine points. What made them think twice was the fact that Roland was the queen’s son. At the end of the

not him." Lady Florentine said

seemed the old woman was going to be stubborn about it. The fact that she

made too much noise, people would ask questions. Other nobles would join them in making noise until some

"Mmmmm..." Sigrid sighed.

happen

you want to see your daughter at all

Florentine’s wrinkled face remained still as she

cover up from head to toe when they see her. I would like to remind you that you are old and prone to illness. Are you sure that you would like to be in the same room as your daughter? If you go in, coming

Florentine responded with silence, but she

are you

Sigrid with scorn, she was wondering how foolish the crown princess

she smiled. "You have convinced me Lady Florentine. You are truly a wonderful mother. Others would stay away when their children contract illness that

"Wait..what?" Lady Florentine asked.

gestured at Brolin and walked forward and

down you reckless knight." She

mother be put down but they were ignored. Other knights pushed them