The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 393: Lady Iryne’s fairytale ball.

They were having one too many parties. That was Sigrid’s opinion on her family events that seemed not to end. In one week, they had celebrated Elowin and Nathaniel’s birthdays which fell on the same day and month. Two days later, they celebrated her grandfather, the duke’s birthday.

And now, they were attending her mother’s fairy tale themed ball, the shimmering event which had brought nearly all the nobles out of the corners of their large manors. Some had come from out of the city, all eager to show off their mesmerizing and create outfits.

It was a grand event, Lady Iryne had spared no expense which was easy to accomplish as she had so much gold to spare. The gardens on the Thorin estate where the venue and they had been turned into a fairy wonderland that was a mash up of every fairy tale that was spreading in Eldoria.

As guests glided into the venue on magic carpets, fairy glitter was spilled on them from above.

Lady Iryne had hired actors and actresses from the dark rise of Lady Blanche to play certain roles. Like Lady Blanche herself, taking on role of Rapunzel. She was peering outside a window in the tallest watchtower on the grounds. A knotted rope that was made from materials that were suspiciously as soft as real human hair was dangling from the window, reaching all the way to the ground.

The guests were getting a kick out of standing below and asking her to let her hair down.

Nobles filled the grounds, the air was thick with the scent of nature mixed with thick perfumes that could make a dragon sneeze. Cobblestones destroyed as many glass slippers as they could.

The medical tent in the courtyard which Sigrid had insisted upon was one of the most popular places being visited. Glass and fashion did not often mix well.

Lady Iryne was dressed like a fairy godmother but she was not the only one. This turned her into the fashion critique of the night as she was determined to the best dressed fairy god mother at her ball.

crunch on her snacks as she

of green leaves and radiated like moonlight, waving her wand around, Lady Iryne told her she was as radiant as

a fictional curse on Lady Iryne and marched

flapped magically. Lady Iryne told her that she looked like a fly, if it turned human and

she heard that. Cosmos had laughed so hard

Her entrance was jaw dropping as was the very

her for her creativity, Lady Iryne claimed the dress was not vintage, it

was whiter than snow and rounder than a globe. Lady Iryne had tapped her on the back and said, "Oh sweetie, this is whimsy,

the ball with all her smart comments. Nobody had asked for a review of their outfits, they would read them tomorrow in the paper. They would also watch Lady Claude and Miss Nora Ashford criticize their outfits on television in a fashion segment that was run daily for a

things she did best: give unnecessary opinions. He found a place behind Sigrid in one of the

one of these women will punch my mother

out her in the

was sparkling brighter than the moon and stars combined. Sigrid’s corner however was unusually dark. When someone looked over there, they would not even

her eyes around, searching for traces of her husband in the crowd. "Dark corners at balls are the places where all the scandalous things happen. I am waiting for couples to sneak over here to kiss or fondle and then

is wrong with you?" Cosmos shook his

entertained. Even with television and phones, there is still not enough to keep me on my couch all day, laughing or crying over a movie or soap opera. And I don’t even like soap operas." She