The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 119: The king’s choice.

Chapter 119: The king’s choice.

"Faeloria!!" King Raff gasped.

His advisors, the nobles, even the lord mage and everyone that had heard rumors about the lost mythical kingdom of fairy like beings was amazed. It was a kingdom that thrived beyond the mystic grove or somewhere within, nobody really knew.

Everything about it was shrouded in mystery, including the people who lived there that were said to possess magic beyond human comprehension.

Stories about the kingdom spoke of it as a haven with lush gardens that never wilted, rivers which never died, trees that danced and sung with the rhythm of the wind.

The women of Faeloria were said to posses otherworldly beauty, they were delicate creatures whose presence could light up the darkness. Being around them was calming and comforting, their laughter was infectious. It was the dream of many men to marry a woman from Faeloria, they just didn’t know how to find them so they were assumed to be myths.

"That is a lie." Prime minister Windrider bellowed desperately. "Your highness, everyone knows that Faeloria is a myth. This is an enchantress, a seductress that should be arrested and questioned because she has come with bad intentions."

"What proves all this Lord Windrider?" Count Jameson asked. "To insult a princess of another kingdom is a crime. Perhaps you should watch your tongue before losing it."

The prime minister clenched his hands into fists and looked around, searching for his youngest daughter. This was supposed to be her chance to shine, where had she gone?

The king was as deaf as a doorpost, he extended his hand to the princess and helped her up. Not only did he do that but he escorted her to one of the chairs set out for high nobles and sat her down. He did not return to his seat but sat down next to her.

The sense of crisis in the hearts of all the hopeful nobles tripled. They whispered about what the actions actions potentially signified. Had he found a replacement for Rina so quickly?

As for the princes and princesses, they had no idea how to react, they could neither express their disapproval nor hold it in. No matter how many looks they sent their father’s way, he did not glance at them.

"Faeloria doesn’t exist, your highness you are being conned." Prime minister growled out. He felt to his knees. "I implore you to stay away from that woman until we have done an investigation into her."

The king slid a glass of wine to the princess and ignored the prime minister.

"Tell me about Faeloria, I would like to know more about it. I used to think that it was just a made up fictional kingdom. How has it existed for all these years and remained in seclusion?"

Princess Elarin’s face grew sad and she sighed. "It is not seclusion your highness, Faeloria is gone now. My kingdom was destroyed by a group of mages that came in search of a powerful weapon my father owned and ever since then I have been living in hiding and wandering from one place to another. I cannot really talk about it out here." She looked around and then drew her eyes back to the king, appearing nervous and secretive.

King Raff’s eyes flickered with curiosity because he had heard the words powerful weapon. He refilled Elarin’s wine glass and smiled.

"I would like to know more about your kingdom, if you do not mind, I want to extend an invitation to you and your servants. You can stay in Eldoria for as long as you want. You will be under my protection of course and you personally can live inside my castle."

As king Raff did his best to charm Elarin, the noble daughters and their parents lost all hope. The vigor with which people had been dancing previously died a quick death.

Resentful eyes were shot Elarin’s way by so many, those that could not stand to watch the sight left the hall and joined others outside the castle, in the gardens.

The story of the foreign princess that had charmed the king made its way through then castle and hit the streets of Eldoria within less than an hour.

"I cannot believe this! She is probably half his age and he just lost a wife." Roland huffed. "I cannot watch it anymore. I am going outside to train, we will be spending the night here. When you are exhausted, find me or go to my chambers and rest."

The moment he walked off, Mauve slid into the chair, she had a proud smile on her face.

"How did I do?"

"Wonderfully," Sigrid praised. "So, how did you keep Florence away long enough for the king to set his eyes on another?"

"Easy, I locked her up in the bathroom and told my maids to stand guard and keep everyone away." Mauve giggled.

The sound of music was a little loud so they had to put their heads close in order to talk even though they were mostly whispering.

"How did you know that the king would fall for her?" Mauve glanced at Elarin. "He is supposed to be in love with Rina, we all thought that he would mourn her for the rest of his life. How can he move on so quickly?"

Sigrid laughed, "Love!!" she scoffed. "The king never loved Rina, she was just a substitute for the original woman that he loved, a tool that was used to make him happy. He dotted on her to make up for the regrets and guilt he has but he did not love her. That is the fact that everyone else failed to understand."

She had read a few novels and watched a few movies where men used women as substitutes for the women they truly loved. When the original returned, the substitute was always removed from the picture.

In fact, Sigrid had also been a substitute in her own way before she died. When the original returned, she was killed.

"The king has loved only one woman," She assured Mauve. "the others simply serve a purpose. He, more than anyone understands that all the overdressed young women here want to become the next secondary consort.

It is not a position he can keep open for a week because all the courtiers will be clamoring for a replacement to be made. The noble lord that makes the most promises or shells out the most gold in bribes to others to garner support for his daughter will be able to buy the position.

However, that position is important to the king because it is reserved for a woman he can stand. One that makes his heart flutter and not just another political figure. I am willing to bet that within a week or a month, there will be a royal wedding and I for one cannot wait."

Mauve raised a glass. "To the princess, may she succeed in her mission."

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