The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 347: A response to Iryne.

Lady Irene Thorin was just arriving at Sigrid’s restaurant, Little Thorin, where she was now working as an overseer. {A job she had assigned herself by the way.}

She was returning from the home of Lord Derrick Fairfax, having been there to pay her sympathies for the death of his wife like many other nobles in Eldoria.

Suddenly, she was blocked by a large knight that was holding a letter in his hand. She tipped her neck all the way back to get a look at Cosmos.

"A letter arrived for you, my lady." he said.

As a lover of letters, her face lit up and she snatched it like it was precious treasure. Her eyes bulged when she saw the glittering envelope with pictures of what looked like fairies.

"They replied!" She exclaimed in disbelief.

She rushed back to her car and ordered the footman or driver to rush back to the Thorin estate. Throughout the ride, she had to bite her fingers and slap her hands to stop them from prematurely opening the letter.

When she arrived at home, she rushed to the coffee plantation, running as if it was a race she had to win. Her hat was blown away by the wind, peacocks run after her, maids called after her. This did not break her speed.

"Paxton." She screamed, as soon as she set her eyes on her husband. "Paxton, Paxton..."

Lord Paxton Thorin was speaking to three farm hands and he sent them away. The eagerness in his wife’s voice could not be ignored. He broke into a jog and met her halfway.

Immediately, he started to chastise her in a dotting tone. "Why are you running? You could fall and break an arm...."

heavily, she said, "They

the car

at his chest and landed on her feet. She was now breathing better and she was much calmer even though her heart was nervous. She rushed to her reading room, sat down

the most beautiful

wife...." Lord

turned his eyes to it. Slowly, she unfolded it

of Fairy Godmothers.

day of Marchmoon, Year of the

Mother of the

Dearest enthusiastic Lady,

someone as spirited as you in our line of work. While we appreciate your feedback [which was not requested for], we the fairy godmothers have

from her home and hand her

that they would remain nice to Cinderella or their child would

spell running out at midnight. That is a policy and not a mistake make due to lack of funding. It is

mouse for over time and there was a pumpkin debacle in ’02. For those reasons

something that can be changed. In the land of fairy tales, the damsel must be saved at the last moment. All the suffering she endures builds character. And you must admit that it makes

the matter of the glass slipper. Yes, impractical. But, it was dramatically effective. You must admit, the whole kingdom talking about a missing shoe elevated the matter from domestic bliss to royal obsession. Everyone was on the edge, waiting to

foot would fit so there

to assure you that all of our fairy godmothers are highly trained and fully qualified and equipped to carry

Cinderella’s life was easy, she would not have married the prince, been friendly with the animals or grown a kind heart. She needed a push, not a magic carpet and vacation on the way

animals participated voluntarily