The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 383: Threats were made.

King Raff’s eyes narrowed angrily and he picked up an apple and threw it at her. Sigrid caught it with ease and destroyed it with magic. She burned it and the ashes vanished in the air.

The King took it as a threat and he refused to marvel at the sight of an apple being burned to nothing. "This is why you are not a good match for my son. You are headstrong, you shadow him. I think you intimidate him."

King Raff believed that only the King should have absolute power over everything and everyone in the kingdom.

Sigrid sneered. "The Crown Prince has fought wars in other lands, conquered territories and ventured into parts of the Mystwood Grove that only few dare to enter. But, you want me to believe that he is intimidated by me. If he is such a weak cowardly man then he is not deserving of his position. He should give up the throne and take up knitting."

King Raff heaved and started coughing even more. Sigrid did not attempt to comfort him in any way. Since they were not playing nice, she would not be nice as well.

Silence between then hung thicker than velvet.

"I will not allow you to destabilize this kingdom. Only a king should have an army or distribute one. I have never seen sense in nobles raising private armies. I have seen the ambition in your eyes Sigrid and I know people like you. First, you make one move and then you make more." He said, glaring at her fiercely. "I should have listened to Lord Benwick when he said you were uncontrollable and dangerous. If I had known, I would have gotten rid of you like Romilda wanted to do."

Sigrid gently tapped her fingers over her lips, like she was yawning. "First of all, Eldoria is no longer a kingdom, it is an Empire. Roland and I led a team of soldiers and mages into war and we were victorious.

Lord Alexander signed an agreement. If you single handedly decide to rip it up, which king or emperor will trust

should not raise armies. With such power, they are and will always be a threat

Lord Benwick was a man with his hands in many pots. He told the De-Kensington’s not to support your cause back then. He warned them

King Raff grimaced.

could to

a silk scroll from her pocket and unrolled it. "We agreed to send help to Lord Alexander. I think the remaining De-Kensington army should go. I also plan to send eighty percent of the

the Valerius house,

and bear him a son. What do you think that means? You are always using your brain to

that everything must be balanced in life. After you get rid of the ones that criticize you, among those that support you some will turn around and criticize as long

raise your voice at me!" The king

my voice at you. You have aged, your body is weak and

King

you stopped seeing things clearly a long time ago. Even your courtiers stopped trusting

sleeping, the Empire has been thriving and developing smoothly. Go out in the streets and you will see smiling faces and happy citizens, both commoners and nobles. Roland

I had to beg and plead with you to make changes to the laws so that the people could benefit from them. Every single time, I had to coax, cajole and sweeten the pot for