The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 205: The frog rebellion.

Chapter 205: The frog rebellion.

Sir Samuel ignored the laughter of the other knights but he had a dreadful feeling that the name Froggy was just making its debut and it was not going away any time soon. While he was glad that the crown prince had found a way to become closer to his wife, he did not appreciate the fact that he had been pulled into their little game of romance.

Sigrid was still giggling in the meantime, that was until Sir Froggy decided he did not like where he was and he leapt onto her face.

"The frog rebellion begins." Roland shouted.

Sigrid yelled and she created more frogs, hurling them at Roland and he plucked more flowers to use as a sword. Evert frog that he hit turned back into a flower and fell to the ground.

"I do not think that this is the most appropriate use of magic." Firron chuckled.

Thalassa took a moment to respond, she was taking pictures of her brother. This was something the citizens needed to see.

"What is this?" Firron asked, observing the device in Thalassa’s hands up close.

"A crystal camera, it captures images and videos." She answered with pride.

One would think that she had been on the team of mages that created the camera. Her pride stemmed from the fact that she was Eldorian and this crystal camera was a product of her kingdom.

"Let me show you how it works." she told him.

In the windows of the royal castle, more and more eyes were on the gardens, even the king and Elarin had found their way to a window when they noticed that the red knights were distracted and giggling.

King Raff could not believe that he was watching his son, the best knight in Eldoria currently; fighting frogs. While he was amused, he thought Roland and Sigrid could have chosen a better more private place for their frog fight.

He grumbled out, "They are ruining my gardens and embarrassing us in front of Prince Firron."

Elarin shook her head and smiled, "I don’t know. I think Prince Firron is actually impressed and feeling more at ease. We cannot just show the Solandorians Eldorian’s uptight scheming side, they should also see that the royal family is loving and playful. I have been told that men like women that come from comely environments." She pointed out and added, "Look, he is smiling and learning how to take pictures from Thalassa."

"Hmmm...where is the younger prince?" King Raff asked.

"I believe that he followed the Thorin’s. He was quite taken with Miss Brynlee Thorin." She answered.

"I believe that he was taken with Sigrid and she brought in that girl who looks like her because she realized it. I don’t know if I want the Thorin’s to have the backing of a powerful empire." King Raff cracked his knuckles.

Even though he held most of the power in the kingdom, he was paranoid when it came to the strongest noble houses. He was already imagining what the Thorin’s could grow into if the empire of Solandor backed them up. Would the name of the ruling royal family change from Maximus to Thorin?

He had berated the queen for bringing her relatives to the lunch but he had yet to caution the crown princess. She had also taken liberties without his permission.

"Do you think that the Thorin’s have too much influence on my son, the crown prince?" he asked Elarin. Not waiting for an answer, he responded to his own question. "Romilda certainly thinks so.

Elarin patted his back, she decided not to respond. Sigrid had warned her not to speak up too much in defense of the Thorin’s when the king said anything about their loyalty. At times it was a test to see who she was loyal to. The king was paranoid but it was not without reason, it came with the territory.

"As long as Thalassa marries Firron, why should you worry about the Thorin’s and the young prince?"

Elarin chose to remind the king of what was more important. If she spoke up for the Thorin’s, he would realize that her loyalty was divided, which was not a good thing. So, she opted to stand by his daughter and it worked because the king’s tense shoulders relaxed.

Elarin had a manuscript to follow in such times. She was to make the king breathe some calming incense, soothe him and ensure he drunk a potion that Sigrid had given her. The potion was not poisonous but it did cloud the king’s judgement.

"Why don’t we light some incense and go play in some warm water as well. I have never danced for you in the bath, have I?" she whispered to him.

King Raff’s face lit up and he followed Elarin.

The queen was also watching and she was displeased. In her opinion, Sigrid had reduced her son to an idiot and he needed to be saved from her clutches.

"Fetch me Orena." she ordered her personal maid.

The maid raised her head, eyes littered with confusion. "The courtesan?"

The queen nodded.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Elsworth decided meanwhile that she had seen enough foolishness for the day. She lowered her umbrella and held it like a cane. She stepped forward with two towels and urged the servants to do their jobs.

"Enough!" she said to Roland and Sigrid sternly. "Your highnesses, please, it is time to end the frog rebellion. Both of you should spare us the aquatic comedy now and head back inside. Do you realize that should you fall in, the consequences will fall on the rest of us? You two are the crown prince and princess for goodness sake! We are standing in the royal castle, the king could be watching. Save the games for when you are at the Vale."

A few frogs were still jumping around in the air and she beat them to death with the umbrella.

Sigrid sighed and put her arms to her side, accepting the towel. "Alright, Mrs. Elsworth. We will stop here today and call this battle a draw. Next time, I will fight with you by my side. With your umbrella as a mighty sword who will dare to challenge us?"

Roland turned to Sir Samuel, tilted his head and nodded.

"No." Sir Samuel said with a straight face. He wanted no part of the frog army.

As the royal couple returned to their bedchamber, drenched but joyous, the servants longed to dance but their feet could hardly wiggle. They exchanged looks of shared exhaustion and relief.

Jesting muttered under his breath, "I knew I should not have come to the city."

"I don’t think the city is the problem." Charles patted his fellow butler on the back.

The royal chef and Mrs. Elsworth started working on ginger lemon tea and all other teas and foods that would keep the immunity of Sigrid and Roland high. Fingers crossed, neither one would wake up the following day with a cold.