The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 292: The third letter.

[My dearest Sigrid,

My hand trembles as I write this letter and my tears are the ink with which I write. I cannot help but feel concerned about this plight that you have been forced to endure, trapped in a life not of your choosing. I have heard that beastly crown prince has tired of you and seeks new interests elsewhere.

As the man that loved you in silence, I refuse to let him steal your happiness. I refuse to let him turn you into the object of mockery. He will not do to you what his father did to his mother--turn you into a bitter cold woman whose smile is lost in the abyss if the greedy royal family of Eldoria.

Whispers about your predicament are carried by the wind beyond the walls of the lustrous royal castle. They say your heart beats in quiet sorrow, imprisoned by a cruel unkind fate. It is said the more duties have been thrust upon you than your graceful shoulders can handle. But hear me now, beloved: I will not stand idle.

The heavens above have witnessed my vow-I shall cross the beast mountains, cross the ocean that mocks my longing, ride through the Mystic grove and climb the walls that keep us apart. No force and no crown in the universe shall keep you away from me. My purpose--my sole sworn duty is to liberate you.

Do not despair, beloved, for I will soon be with you and we will be together once more. In the moments when you miss me meanwhile, look beyond the dark cloud of despair and into the winkling glow of the starry sky for there, you shall see my face.

Forever your devoted knight, Sir Jenson Kershaw]

Sigrid was about to set the letter on fire when she had a thought. She slid open the curtain on the widow and opened it entirely.

"Brolin, how can a letter from Anquiri reach Eldoria so quickly?"

The knight looked down from his horse, eyes narrowed as he pondered on the question. "The journey itself would be two months at least by ship. On horseback, probably longer, three months maybe. This is if the letter is being delivered by a human. If it is being delivered by a flying horse or any other magic creature that can fly, it would be two weeks at least."

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