The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 391: Akia’s terrible life.

Four women that would soon be more famous than anyone else in Eldoria gathered at a tavern named Lady Luck after leaving the royal castle. Lady Percival owned the tavern and she closed it for a while, to ensure complete privacy as the ladies had much to discuss.

Drinks were served and the ladies mulled around silently, none willing to speak up first. Duchess Crane and Lady Thistlebaum were still staring daggers at each other.

Duchess Crane thought Lady Thistlebaum was so bold and shameless. What right did she have to glare angrily as if she was the wronged party? She was the mistress here.

Lady Thistlebaum thought Duchess Crane was a bitch. She had used shady means to marry Lord Crane even though she was aware that his heart was not with her. What right did she have to act as if she was the most innocent party in the mess.

"The nerve of that crown princess." Lady Percival’s slammed a mug of heart fire wine on the table. It was her preferred brew when she was feeling angry. "I cannot believe that she has been spying on us."

"She is the crown princess, is it a surprise that she knows things she should not?" Miss Ashford was equally seething but she also knew what the reality was. The ruling house had means to know what was occurring in the noble houses.

Most used the information for politics. The crown princess was using it for entertainment.

Lady Crane focused on the small hole on the table, thinking about the consequences of what the crown princess had on her. How long had she known? Who else knew? Someone had brought the information to her so there was another or some others that knew this.

"When I get home, I am firing all my maids." Lady Thistlebaum said. "I feed and clothe them but they turn around and sell my secrets. Ungrateful bitches."

Lady Percival leaned in curiously. "What secret does the Crown Princess know about you?"

"None of your business. You don’t see me asking about your secrets so why are you asking about mine?" She stood up and shifted

needed to keep the woman out of wine barrels. What was her husband doing when she was getting

and took a

Miss Ashford suggested. "What we should be talking about this reality tv show of

of the ladies sighed and

our wealth and just acting like ourselves." Lady Percival paused and belched. "I can definitely do that as long nobody touches my

Lady Percival’s breath wafted to her nostrils. "I am supposed to make first entrance

filming with me, you need

on Lady Thistlebaum. Miss

your baby is drunk."

A huge quarrel followed.

Lady Percival might have sent all humans out of the tavern but she did not get rid of Mauve’s Moth and Alistair that was

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still very much a prisoner on the estate and the rule was simple; if

work was countering spells of the mages and fighting back. From her, the young mages were learning a lot. Initially, she had put up resistance

for the day when the Medorian mages came to rescue her, then

outside, introducing them to the magic of cursing dark spells.