The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 342: A meeting of the mage council.

Once they returned to the castle, Sigrid followed Roland to the drawing room on the second floor which was right next door to his office.

"I need a change of clothes." Roland shuddered and turned to leave.

"Why?" She asked. The clothes they had on were perfectly clean. They had not engaged in any extreme activities that had resulted in sweating. Why did he need to change.

"Its something I do." He answered with minor irritation on his face. "I know that it makes no sense but when I visit a house with people that are mourning or if I attend a funeral, I just...." He looked up and groaned.

Sigrid placed her feet in the chair and laid down. "You don’t need to explain."

Roland begged to disagree. It would not be the last time she would witness his strangeness when it came to this so it was better to put it out there. "I just...I don’t know how to explain this but I always have this silly nagging in the back of my mind that I have somehow carried back a piece of the dead person’s ghost or essence or something on my clothes. I have to get rid of them or else I fell like the dead person is around me."

"Alright, go change then." She answered.

Roland frowned. "You don’t find me strange?"

so that she could look at him clearly. "We are all strange Roland. We all have silly fears and strange thoughts that make no sense. Like me, I am afraid

a rat, I scream

without writing to me and yet I would never tell her this and I will kill you if you tell her. I fear that if she stops writing to me, it means she no longer loves

wake up in the middle of the night scared that I am drowning under the

your face when you are sleeping which makes it hard for you to breathe." He answered. "Also, your mother knows that you love her letters, which is why she still writes to you even

clothes and shuddered. Then he turned and run out of the room as if

see what Eldorians were up to. One of the things she found to be very amazing was how she was not addicted to her phone. She used to be someone that would never go a minute without her phone in her

every ring used to control her life. Even now, with the invention of cell phones, she

later, her eyes were closed and she was off to slumber land. When Roland returned, he found her

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the Lord mage who was waiting for

as his personal guards at one point. Sir Gordon Quill was the oldest at seventy three. Sir Elias Bellamy was ranked second in age and he was six one years old. He was a legacy among mages, coming from the Bellamy family. His great great grandfather, great

in holding the position. This had been because none of his sons had inherited

magic, until being a female mage was legalized. Two weeks ago, Ali Bellamy, his thirteen year old daughter had returned to Eldoria. She was a mage and her mother had been afraid of