The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 197: Lady Fairfax Vs Emmah

Chapter 197: Lady Fairfax Vs Emmah

In the afternoon, a ship that had sailed from Medoris landed on the shores of Eldoria. From the ship, five merchants carrying the latest products of their empire rode into the capital city. They reached the heart of the city just before the sun set.

Even though the carriages with their goods were slow to arrive, the merchants themselves were quick to arrive with their wives and children, dressed in modern silk dresses. The fashion was the same as the designs introduced by Emmah.

They traveled through the shopping streets, spending money lavishly and attracting the attention of so many people. When they arrived at Emmah’s shop, that was when the trouble started.

As soon as she set her eyes on them, the first question out of her mouth was where they had got their clothes and plagiarized her designs.

"Your designs!" One of women scoffed. "In Medoris, we dress like this all the time. What’s so new about silk qipao’s and gowns? Its obviously you that copied designs from our great empire and you are now passing them off as your own."

All the Medorian women looked down on Emmah, staring at her with contempt. The men laughed as if she was a clown.

The shop was filled to the brim with noble ladies, shopping for themselves and their children. In all of Eldoria, Emmah was the only one selling such clothes and the quality was quite excellent.

However, uniqueness was her biggest selling factor. On learning that the new fashions that they had been fighting over were not as unique as they thought, the vigor to purchase started to dampen.

"This is what happens when people have not seen the world, they spin lies and fool others." A Medorian woman said.

Another added to that, "It is true what you say. If you travel away from your small kingdom, you will find that such clothes have been in circulation for four months at least. If you want to copy, just copy but don’t claim ownership." She turned around looked at the five women she had come with. "We should go now, I cannot buy anything from here."

With their chins pointed sky high and disdainful looks on their faces, the women walked out of the shop, leaving behind an uncomfortable silence that was begging to be filled with something.

For a moment, the shoppers looked at each other awkwardly as if they had no idea what to do next. Some put down the dresses, skirts and shirts they were about to purchase, unsure of what to do with them. At the moment, it was if they were holding hot potatoes.

Emmah had also introduced a trend that was seen in some high end shopping boutiques back on earth, wine for the guests while they shopped and a sitting area.

Unfortunately for her, one of her clients this evening happened to be Lady Jane Fairfax and she was already partially intoxicated. She was the first to comment on the little incident which had just occurred.

"Lady Emmah, it seems you have been claiming to be what you are not." She stood up, swaying a bit as her feet were not steady.

Lady Fairfax’s maids hurried to support her but she brushed them away and jutted a finger at Emmah. "You adopted fake lady, you actually lied to us all that you invented this fashion. I cannot believe that a fake like you turned down an offer of marriage from my son."

If Sigrid was there, perhaps she would have been kind enough to tell Lady Fairfax that the union would have been impossible anyway as the two people were siblings that shared the same father. But she was not and the situation turned more dramatic.

To the great shock of the shoppers, Lady Fairfax splashed all the wine that was left in her glass on Emmah. The actions made everyone gasp but at the same time, they were not very shocked. Lady Fairfax and Lady Percival had a habit of using drinks to fight their battles.

"How dare you toy with us? Do you think that you are so great after climbing your way into the Windrider family? You sleep in Lysander’s arms today and show your skinny thighs to prince Benjamin the next. You are just a whore and a thief." Lady Fairfax snarled cruelly, slurring over her words.

Her words had the noble ladies gasping, young and old, they were all in awe. They were completely speechless, frozen as well because they not decide between stopping Lady Fairfax or encouraging her. A fight between two ladies was fun at the end of the day.

Competition in their society was high, lately, Emmah Windrider was involved with a prince. If she was brought down, another would marry a prince. Many of the unmarried young women decided not to intervene. Some hoped that the verbal fight would escalate into a physical one.

Emmah in the meantime was wiping the wine away from the face while making, "ah, ah, ah!!" sob like sounds over and over.

"You are crazy." She yelled at Lady Fairfax. "How dare you do this to me? I am going to tell Ben."

"Ben, who is Ben? It must be another young man that you are fooling around with. I know women like you, always sniffing around for titled men to sleep with and climb the social ladder. You wanted to be the crown prince’s secondary consort but the crown princess was wise and she kicked you out of her castle. She must have known what you are." Lady Fairfax turned her head to the right, looking around for something.

Her hands found the clothes that were nearest to her and she pulled them all down, throwing them to the ground and then she stepped on them while people gasped even louder than before.

"You already have a fiance, that Bumblebee man but you are confusing our sons." Lady Fairfax twisted her lower body back and fourth, trying to ruin the clothes as much as she could.

Emmah’s halo decided to intervene. A golden light shot out of it and it struck Lady Fairfax. Suddenly, she slipped and tipped backwards, her arms flailed wildly and the crystal glass in her hands went flying it.

Her face traveled through a slideshow of expressions from shock to horror. As she landed on the very clothes she had been trying to ruin with a hard plop, one of her shoes went flying into the air and her skirt fell over her face, exposing her thighs as she had opted to leave the house in very short undergarments.

The fall was rather dramatic and for a moment, as she lay there, not a peep was heard. And then, someone burst into laughter and many followed.

Her maids had been ordered by their Lord to watch out for their Lady and ensure that she did not make a fool of herself in public. This seemed to be a fool worthy moment. Quickly, they got their lady back on her feet, righted her clothes and rushed her out of the shop.

The crowd that had gathered started to disperse, shoppers abandoned the clothes they had come to purchase. Emmah was left behind, sobbing in the arms of her maids.

Between Lady Emmah and Lady Jane, it was hard to tell who had won this round.

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