The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 360: The secret mistresses.

The introductions echoed through the hall. The prince did not need to shout or raise his voice for his words to travel into the ears of those in the hall. They did so, with magic.

Word of Prince Firron’s return had reached the royal family a week before his arrival. They had been waiting to meet the princess, Firron’s first official bride. Among those waiting to meet her were his secret mistresses, four female mages whose existence was not so secret to the royal family.

Firron’s ambitions were not a secret. He had not targeted the female mages accidentally. They were all commoners, the most he could get out of them were children with magic in their blood. But he could never wed them.

The position of a wife was reserved for a princess that was a mage. She had to be from a great kingdom too, one strong enough to help Firron in his fight for the throne of the wind.

It was why there was a lot of interest and curiosity in Princess Thalassa. In their eyes, Firron had not brought just any other bride, he had brought a tool.

Firron’s mistresses were sitting together, watching from one terrace with their children. They included, Avrille who was known as the mistress of thunderstorms. Cerelia, mistress of shadows. Elestara mistress of music and wind songs and Giselia, enchantress of fire.

All four women lived in Firron’s tower under different identities: teacher, painter, harpist, chef. None of them had ever done a thing related to their fictional identities. They lived a privileged happy life as Firron’s mistresses. They all knew about each other and none created trouble for the other. They got along splendidly well, but they were not sure how things would change now that another had been added.

What they were sure of was that this new wife did not know about them. When she came to know, would she cause trouble?

Meanwhile, Thalassa was on the receiving end of compliments from Empress Amarina and Firron’s sisters.

"You are so beautiful and radiant." The empress said.

"Yes, like a fire torch." Princess Solara, the eldest daughter of the emperor added.

you." She had sipped a little more radiance potion than usual

her hair the way Emmah

ancient Chinese princess in red, not that Thalassa was aware of this. She looked beautiful, that much was true but the

conclusion that Thalassa was foolish. Solara’s words were

affair. Floating dishes sailed through the air, dancers and performers flew from up to down. Belly dancers were levitating on dragon flies, very steady even

absorbed it all like village folk on their first trip to a city. Everything

around the royal palace, pictures of her wedding with Firron floated from one hand

have cameras, televisions or things from the modern earth. They were also fascinated by the little trinkets and

our royal

Look at all of them in here feasting like starving pigs. And they are floating around freely. Don’t you worry that they will steal from

Someone gasped.

When he went out searching for a bride, was this the best he could do? Her big mouth would ruin the friendly, warm, inclusive, approachable

emperor, showing him pictures and videos he had taken in Eldoria. The emperor was laughing as he watched

a fight to a peacock! I am ashamed to call

him and bring him back for you after my next trip and you

I allowed to kill it?"

no, the father of the crown

son curiously,

the back of