The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 139: Galen, Benjamin and Emmah.

Chapter 139: Galen, Benjamin and Emmah.

Emmah was insane, she was rave fucking mad and stupid. It was if she had nothing else to do but bother Sigrid when she was minding her business. Before setting off for Stormwind castle, she and Roland had to finalize some things.

Apparently one could not just up and run away at the snap of a finger when they were royalty, duty had to come first. While he went to the castle to explain their absence to the king, she remained back to pack whatever she deemed necessary for their trip.

As she was packing up the drapes and some furniture she wanted to use to decorate Stormwind castle, Mrs. Elsworth informed her that she had guests. The guests were Prince Benjamin, Prince Galen and Emmah.

Of all the people to visit the Vale ever again, Emmah Windrider was the very last on the list. She had been thrown out after all.

Sigrid looked at the the bold foolish woman that was playing in the lake with two of her maids. Emmah had her dress raised above her knees, she was running while her maids gave chase. Her laughter was more contagious than Malia’s singing and prince Benjamin was enthralled.

He was sitting in a wheelchair at the edge of the water, every once in a while, Emmah would splash water on him and he would respond similarly.

Sigrid was disgusted, what young woman in their society held their skirt or dress that high? Had Emmah not heard that when in Rome one ought to do as Romans did?

Even more foolish were the two maids that were accompanying her. While Emmah was a transmigrator, they were original citizens of this world. How could they not stop her from what she was doing?

The opinion was shared with Elsworth, she had never seen a woman behave more inappropriately. This was by far more scandalous than the bachelor’s auction ball. The governess was glad that Mauve had gone to pick up a few things from the Rosewood estate, if she was around, who knows what she would have done to Emmah!

"Princess should we put a stop to it?" Mrs. Elsworth asked. Her tone was clipped, each word enunciated with deliberate preciseness. The sneer was audible as she further added, "This is not proper behavior for a young lady, an unmarried one at that.

Look at the way the young stable boys and orchid workers are watching her. Even some of the knights, they looked uncomfortable and fascinate at the same time. They might as well be watching a courtesan dancing on stage in a brothel right now."

Sigrid responded in a similar tone. "Why should we stop her? She is my age, so we cannot attribute her behavior to age, rather I think that this is deliberate. The third prince is certainly happy about it."

Galen was amazed by Sigrid’s ability to stay calm, she thought the cold nasty tempered crown princess would order for someone to amputate Emmah’s legs. After all, the rumors about Emmah and Roland had only just died down.

"I don’t believe that I have seen Benjamin blink even once." he helped himself to an orange slice. "A fly could fall on his eyes and he would not swat it away."

The smile on his face was deliberate, if Sigrid did not know otherwise, she would have thought that he was the brains behind this little beach trip. and Emmah’s dress being halfway up her thighs now.

"Look at her, she has pulled it up even further! Outrageous! preposterous!" Mrs. Elsworth exclaimed, spit flew out of her mouth.

Galen giggled fitfully, "Egregious, appalling, absurd, scandalous. There are many words to describe her behavior." He extended a leg out, his foot almost stepped on Sunny who was sleeping on the ground at Sigrid’s feet so he retracted it quickly. If he injured on fur on little dog, his brother would not be too happy.

As his eyes roamed from Benjamin to Emmah, he could not sharing his candid opinion. "I used to think that my third brother was the wisest of us all, the kindest and next king."

Sigrid’s eyebrows naturally shot up quickly at that last statement.

"King!! have you forgotten who your crown prince is?"

Galen shrugged. "Have you forgotten who my father’s favorite son is?" he retorted. "Be honest, when Rina was alive and confusing my father everyone thought the same thing. Today, she is dead and Benjamin has not shared a single meal with the king or sparred with him since her funeral.

I don’t even think they have said anything to each other more than casual greetings. Princess Elarin has a firm grip on the king now. If she bares a son, I suppose he will be the next favorite."

She won’t bare any sons, Sigrid thought. She had made sure that Elarin could only bare female children. It was a precaution because no matter how loyal Elarin was for now, sometimes greed got the best of people. Galen was still talking so she lent him her ear.

"Ever since that woman showed up, Benjamin has started showing weaknesses, characteristics that are unlike him. The nobles that blindly supported him once have started to question him.

Recently, I overheard maids in my castle talking about the resemblance between Roland and my father. They compared Emmah to the late consort and said he would marry a commoner because his mother was a commoner.

Being the adopted daughter of the prime minister makes no difference in people’s eyes. Her blood is not noble after all."

As she was using her foot to push Sunny away, which was futile as he kept returning, she said. "Yeah well, she is still a Windrider at the end of the day. Blood or not, she is now considered to be a titled young woman from one of the strongest noble houses in the kingdom."

"Which was a foolish move on her part." Galen commented.

Sigrid eyed him curiously, her chin lifted a notch. "Tell me why."

Galen planted his hands on the table and leaned forward. "Blood Sigrid, it comes down to blood. Even if by some off chance Emmah manages to marry Roland or Benjamin, whatever child they have will not have true Windrider blood.

I am willing to wager that our dearly scheming prime minister is planning on using Emmah and then eliminating her.

During King Merritt’s reign, he fell in love with a servant of Lord Thayer’s house. He could not marry a commoner so he forced Count Cassian Thayer to adopt the servant as his daughter which was done. On the day of the wedding, the servant drowned and when the veil was lifted in church after the vows were said, the bride turned out to be Count Thayer’s real daughter Eulalie Thayer."

Emmah screamed and they turned their eyes to the lake. She had fallen into the water completely and yet she was still laughing, ignoring the fact that she was drenched and her dress was clinging to her body inappropriately. Rather than send her maids for a cloak to cover up, she decided to continue playing.

"Crown princess!!" Mrs. Elsworth cried out. "She is doing this deliberately, the crown princess cannot see her like this."

Sigrid gestured for Lanai to come closer and whispered to her, "Get someone to take some pictures and deliver them to John along with the instructions that they should be printed if the third prince or Emmah gain momentum in our absence."