The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 192: A gathering of the organization.

Chapter 192: A gathering of the organization.

The news of the search for gold on the Thorin estate was reported in the news the following day. The daily paper called it a search for fool’s gold. A big picture of the prime minister’s face covered half of the front page.

Sigrid was reading the paper, or trying to read it but she could hardly concentrate because Roland had skipped morning court for morning sex. After satiating his needs, he was still playing around as she dressed herself to head out of the house.

She had barely managed to pull up her dress and already, he was lowering it again. His greedy mouth was seeking her breasts again, for a third round of teasing, tasting and suckling.

"Roland!" She pushed his head away.

He could tell from her voice that she was slightly miffed but he couldn’t help himself. "You are to blame." He laid his head on her chest. "You ensnare me with every breath you take. I am the prey in your spider’s web."

"Ensnare is not how I would call it." She said. She twisted and escaped his hold, "I have a busy day planned ahead and you Mr. Crown prince must have something to do I am sure."

"Training." he groaned. He returned to the bed and sat down. On his face was reluctance which never used to be there before.

"Good luck with that." she touched her lips, blew him a kiss and escaped the bedroom.

As soon as she stepped out, she touched her waist and winced. When they returned home from the Thorin estate the previous day, the bedroom festivities had started. They lasted at least three hours and again in the morning, Roland had woken her up for more. Was he on a mission to make another baby?

"Your highness are you alright? Do you need me to call for a doctor?" Lanai asked.

Sigrid shook her head quickly. "No."

How embarrassing would it be for a doctor to examine her or ask intrusive questions about her sex life! She already had her mother and grandmother for that.

"I will be having breakfast by the lake." she told the maids.

The lake side where she wanted to have breakfast was busier than usual. There were at least twenty people there that were engaged in different activities. Some were sitting on the beach chairs, reading the paper or other documents and books.

Some were eating breakfast, others were playing in the lake with the dogs and Venom. A few were playing volleyball, a game that Sigrid had introduced at the Vale but never engaged in.

A couple was racing horses in the lake. It was all couples, winners of the bachelor’s auction ball bid.

"Is this still going on?" Sigrid turned her head around and asked Mauve.

Mauve nodded.

"Oh yeah, they don’t come pair by pair now but in groups. Ever since that video of Emmah, her maids and Benjamin playing in the lake was aired on television the lake has become famous."

"I can see that." Sigrid murmured.

"Have you noticed the way men and women are not afraid to hold hands, touch shoulders or play in the water together now? I never thought that I would see a day like this in Eldoria." Mauve chuckled.

"Neither did I." Sigrid commented.

She thought it would take years to see such change but thanks to Emmah’s lucky halo, it had taken a month. It made her wonder how much change she could influence in the kingdom if she got her hands on that lucky halo. She would not have to scheme, bribe and kill, all she had to was desire it and say a few words and the halo would do the rest.

Such an amazing thing, how had it fallen into Emmah’s hands in the first place? And why was she a fool, with that halo, she could easily have become the wealthiest woman silently.

She could have married into any other powerful family, even the noble family. There were other men other than Benjamin and Roland.

He’ll, she could have earned her own noble title the same way the Ye’s had done.

Through breakfast, Sigrid contemplated on how she could put the lucky halo to use of it fell in her hands. As she swallowed the last bits of her milk coffee, Cosmos’s voice was heard in her mind.

"Don’t even think about it the halo belongs to the bank and the bank wants it back. Stick to scheming, you have a system, what more do you need?"

Even though she did not respond, Cosmos could still see the disappointment on Sigrid’s face.

"Think about it this way, she has a lucky halo but you have pushed her to a corner and reduced its efficiency by sixty percent. Would you like to trade your system for the halo?" he asked.

"No." she objected quickly and loudly.

The objection confused the maids and alerted the knights.

"No, no, no....husks away..." she turned her objection into a made up song.

She stood up and they followed her to her carriage and set off for the house where the organization did its business away from public eyes. Sigrid kept up her ruse of singing husks away.

"Your highness, are you still singing that song from Stormwind village? It is very catchy indeed," Mauve joined her.

Sigrid stopped to take some water and she did not sing again. Mauve completed all the singing on her own, she did not stop until they arrived at the house. Alistair Warwick, the butler was quick to welcome her.

He handed Mauve a recipe for a new desert acquired off a merchant from Medoris and then he led Sigrid down a secret path that connected to another house, one that had no ties to Sigrid or Roland.

It was next to the wine brewery run by the three men that had been responsible for half of the pixie moon operations once upon at time.

Those three men were currently standing at the front of the organized rows of fifty one members of the organization in attendance of the gathering.

Alistair led Sigrid to the only chair sitting at the front of the hall. It was positioned like the throne of the king in the throne room.

"You can all sit." Sigrid said as she took a seat as well. Suddenly she recalled something and she waved her hand. An ancient looking gold staff with runes running from the top to the bottom appeared. "Wait." she called out. "Come up one by one and take an oath of allegiance on this staff. I will warn you before you touch it, if you are not loyal to me and my organization and you touch my staff death is the only thing that awaits you."