The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 206: Sleep with my son.

Chapter 206: Sleep with my son.

Orena Hawthorn was one of Eldoria’s most beautiful women. She was ranked fifth on the list of beauties in the empire. It was a well earned position because she had beautiful cascading ginger locks that shimmered like molten copper under the candlelight. Orena took great care of her skin, milk baths were a must.

Her skin was like porcelain adorned with a faint blush, kissed by the sunrise. Her emerald green eyes were often likened to Sigrid’s. It was often joked that Orena could have been born a Thorin, a theory that she had looked into an found held nothing but air.

From the young age of fifteen, she had trained herself to pass off as a woman from high society, She moved with effortless grace, when she danced, she commanded attention. She was the epitome of beauty, charm and elegance.

Despite the fact that she was of not of noble birth she had earned the admiration and respect of many by the age of twenty four.

On the outside, she was a talented singer, one whose voice had graced nearly every party ever planned since she turned sixteen. She owned her own theater where plays and other performances were put on for the masses.

If one looked beyond the outside however, they would discover that she was once the mistress of Lord Heron De-Kensington, who had died two years prior to this day from a cold that never healed. He was sixty three at the time of his death and in his will, he left Orena a significant sum of money that allowed her to live a free and wealthy life. There was no need for her to seek out a new patron and she could have her choice of men.

Orena was smart, men to her were nothing but purses and walking bars of gold. She had decided long ago that she would only wed the one that satisfied her lust for money the most. The only other condition she had was that he had to be no older than forty.

Nobody was more surprised than Orena when red knights showed up on her door and bundled her up, then delivered her to the royal castle in the chambers of the queen. What was even more surprising than where she was standing was the request that was made by the queen.

"I beg your pardon, your highness."

"Sleep with my son." Queen Maurelia repeated her words. "To be clear, I need you to get a firm grasp on his heart. Initially I wanted one of his cousins to do it but they have proved to be useless and now I know that I must seek help elsewhere."

Orena could not deceive herself, the thought of being involved with the crown prince, the next king and strongest mage knight was thrilling. If she had a son, maybe he would be the next king. Glory and wealth could be hers, this was the kind of life every woman dreamed of.

Orena, however was not like other women. She knew better than to grasp at straws and getting involved with a crown prince that he could not legally marry a secondary consort was a waste of time. The thought of being Roland’s mistress was not as appealing as the queen thought it sounded.

Moreover, her hard earned reputation would die if she became a mistress. The crown princess would make sure that everyone knew who she was. Orena also had a feeling that if she had children, the crown princess would eliminate them to protect the rights of her own children.

She made up her mind and shook her head. "I am afraid that I must decline your request your highness, I am not worthy to grace the bed of the crown prince."

Orena had been around the De-Kensington’s long enough to know that they were ruthless. The best way for her to avoid the situation was to make herself less desirable.

Queen Maurelia gestured at a maid with her head. The maid walked over to a chest that was in the center of the room and she opened it. Gold, silver and pearls were packed to the brim in the chest.

"This is more than what Heron left you." Queen Maurelia said with arrogance. "What I am giving you is an opportunity to change your life. I don’t even mind the fact that your body is impure because Heron grunted and sweated on top of you. This is a situation in which we are both going to use each other and after we each get what we want, you are free to leave."

Orena looked away from the gold, something in her was saying that it was not a good idea to take up the queen on her offer. "Your highness, the crown prince is a married man."

Queen Maurelia scoffed. "When has that ever stopped you? Heron was married when you seduced and started sleeping with him. Do not pretend to be morally upright Orena. I can have news of your dalliance with Heron in the news by the time morning comes." She gestured at a red knight and he stepped forward. ’

The knight held a sword to Orena’s back.

"I can also easily have you killed with ease and your body will never be found." Queen Maurelia told her. "There are worse fates than this, I could have you sent to a military brothel. If you think that having your body plundered by one old man was bad, think about ten old men doing it a day."

Orena clenched her teeth. It seemed the queen was not letting her go without getting the answer she wanted. If she had to choose between death, a military brothel and sleeping with Roland, the choice was simple.

She raised her head and said, "I have one question."

"Go on." The queen nodded.

Orena took one short breath and said, "you chose the crown princess for the crown prince or so it is rumored. Why have you changed your mind about her?"

Queen Maurelia’s face turned ugly as she responded, "When I chose her, it was for the power of her family. I wanted the Thorin’s to be Roland’s sword but they relinquished their military power to the king and turned into farmers." She sneered as if the idea of farming was disgusting to her. "What my son doesn’t know is that his father is wary of him because of my blood. If the Thorin’s cannot help him keep his position, I would prefer it if he got a divorce and married another as his wife."

She raised her eyes to Orena and added, "It may sound cruel to use Sigrid like this but all I do is for my son, for the future king and the kingdom. Sigrid Thorin is now a useless card and yet he seems to be falling in love with her. She makes him weak and I cannot have that."

She left out the real reason why she couldn’t stand Sigrid; it was because she challenged her and queen Maurelia could not have that. If she could not control the crown princess then the crown princess had to be eliminated.