The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 358: The best funeral ever.

There was a moment of silence as the solicitor folded the letter and put it away. He avoided everyone’s eyes because he was afraid that some of the people at the funeral would love to take their swords and stab him. It was hard to tell who would take lead. The crown prince whose naked picture had been in Lady Jane’s possession all along or those whose affairs he had exposed.

There was a scream and a fight broke out between Duchess Crane and Lady Thistlebaum.

While others were trying to stop the fight, Sigrid was gesturing at Brolin to stop the solicitor because she wanted the naked painting of her husband back. The way he was glowering at her, he was ready to eat her alive, and not in the good way.

The Reverend decided not to bother saying any last words. In the midst of minor chaos, he said the last prayers and the casket was lowered into the ground. When it touched down, it made a bubbly popping sound--like a bottle of champagne uncorking from inside.

Lady Percival and others popped the fox brew open, someone set off fireworks, startling the organists. Despite Lord Derrick’s protests, drums of wine were poured into the ground.

Lord Pemberton suddenly returned with a sword just as mourners were about to throw flowers onto the casket.

"I am going to kill you Derrick, you ruined her." He was screaming as he run forward with that sword.

Swords had no eyes, and the wielder was drunk. People screamed and run out of his way. Red knights took Lord Pemberton down.

Lady Jane was finally laid to rest beneath s headstone that read: She came, she saw, she spilled.

Words that she had insisted on despite any protests from her daughters and her husband. In the end, she got the funeral she wanted, more drama than tears, lots of wine and all the gossip and scandal that would have put a smile on her face.

was laughing from heaven or laughing from hell. It was hard to tell where a woman like that would end

funeral that Sigrid had ever

we came?" she

replied gruffly, still sour over the naked drawing even though the solicitor had handed it

because he did not want to risk his neck. This

wrong to refuse." She gracefully moved her hand to her mouth and she snickered, "I cannot believe that she passed on your naked drawing to her daughter as if

the count’s face at the end of the funeral?" Mauve

did not even lower her voice or hide the fact that

partner. She abandoned Roland for Mauve and Christie. "Ooh, he looked so mad. He was not even mentioned in the letter so I don’t so why he is up in arms like

looked even worse." Christie

think Duchess Crane and Lady Thistlebaum’s friendship will

rooting for the duchess." Mauve admitted. "If I were in her shoes, I would ruin Lady Thistlebaum’s life. For crying out loud, they are best friends! Lady

like we are living in a drama. These things only happen in Lady Blanche and other series like that. Who knew that we would witness such a scandal in real

but the women refused to let go of each other or get

around the parking area, people were standing next to cars or carriages, discussing

were on the sight, interviewing those that had been to the funeral. Reporter Karl, the biggest scandal sniffer in the empire was among

was trying to cover his mouth, to keep his Lord from revealing

suppose Lord Thistlebaum is going to do about all this?" Mauve asked

winced. They would hate to be in Lord Thistlebaum’s shoes right now. He was known to love his wife abundantly. He loved her so much that he never took