The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 310: Roland reads the fourth letter

Roland nodded.

He confirmed what Sigrid had already discovered when she looked into House Benwick. Before eliminating Lord Benwick, she had to know if there were others behind him that would come looking for justice or revenge.

"Until him." Roland confirmed. "He started making connections at a very young age of ten, from what I have heard. He used his connections in business to travel around the empire and beyond, studying people, learning weaknesses, collecting secrets. Then, when he was comfortable enough, he started selling his services to powerful nobles. Eventually, he found his way to the De-Kensington house and became the queen’s advisor."

"Mmmm..." Sigrid let out a skeptical sound.

"What?" Roland asked her.

"Did I forget to mention that he was working for your father the king, not your mother. Him, Romilda and the king had a secret club and they would meet up and plot how to deal with their enemies. Didn’t you ever notice that Lord Benwick did not truly help your mother in any way. For a man that passes himself off as clever, he did not even help her spread a positive reputation.

When people speak of your mother, they don’t really have much to say. All they recall about her is the fact that she was unloved, bitter and cold.

If Lord Benwick was truly helping her, he would have aided her in turning her into a sage queen. One whose good deeds would never be forgotten. She should have been the princess Diana of Eldoria."

"Princess Diana?" Roland repeated the name, frowning. "Who is that?"

Sigrid shook her head. "Just someone I heard about in a story. But you get the point that I am trying to make. He should have turned her into a queen loved by the people, adored, an icon. People remember more on consort Rina than they do on the queen. I have met three girls named Rina and not a single Maurelia. Benwick sabotaged your mother."

letter that she had handed to him, unfolded the paper slowly and started

[My dearest Sigrid

heart bleeding. But I know that it not because you

forged for each other in our souls. I write to you with good news, I have finally reached Eldoria. My journey from Anquiri has been perilous--bandits, treacherous trails, even a large baboon that bested me in combat and nearly took my arm. But, I

your so-called husband the barbarian prince will stop me. The so called king to be, Crown prince Roland Maximus--a most odious man. Such a insipid

soup with no flavor and just a sprinkling of salt. His wit can be outmatched by any clever sheep in the kingdom. He is not worthy of you and I shall see to it that

shall bear witness to the moment your shackles fall. They will light the way

as a

devoted knight, Sir

Roland bellowed. "Odious! Insipid! My wit can be outmatched by a

to get all of his anger out. This letter had arrived just before she went to the podium for the unveiling and she had only glimpsed at it

take some jabs

was quite funny. If someone saw her reading it with a smile on her face, it would be easy to misunderstand her. Someone would assume that she

would testify to her

into pieces, dropped the little bits on the floor and then

tiny papers went up in flames

son of a bitch!" Roland bellowed,