The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 207: Too bad my queen.

Chapter 207: Too bad my queen.

The very same red knight that worked for the queen and had just pointed a sword at Orena’s back vanished thirty minutes later and he found to his way to Roland’s chambers. There, he met with Sigrid and divulged every detail of the conversation between the queen and Orena.

It was no surprise that the queen was once again plotting against Sigrid. The two were now irreconcilable adversaries because they both wanted to control Roland in one way or the other.

Sigrid had been relaxing in a warm bath with fairy dew water when the knight came to report. He was very respectful and stood with his back to her so that her nakedness would meet his eyes.

She rose from the bath and Lanai wrapped a heavy bathrobe around her. Slowly, Sigrid left the bathroom and moved to the bedroom. The red knight followed and he stood close to the door with his head bowed.

"Tell me, what is her plan now?" Sigrid asked.

The red knight, head still lowered said, "she plans to have an aphrodisiac added to the prince’s wine tonight at dinner. It will take around thirty to forty minutes for the aphrodisiac to work.

She will excuse herself from dinner, feigning a headache and then she will summon the crown prince. The queen also got her hands on an incense extracted from a Luminara bloom which fogs up the mind and makes people confused. When the prince sees Miss Orena’s eyes, he will mistake her for you. The incense is already being prepared as we speak."

Sigrid scoffed, the queen was going all out to trap her son. She had even resorted to using such despicable means. "And then?"

The red knight continued, "the incense has been placed in a bedroom next to hers. Miss Orena will be waiting in there for the crown prince and....." He raised his head and his eyes met Sigrid’s. "You can guess what will happen next your highness."

Sigrid sneered, she did not have to guess, she knew what would happen.

"The queen will continue summoning the prince and using this method until Miss Orena becomes pregnant and then she will reveal the fact that he has been sleeping with her to drive a wedge between the two of you." The knight added. He lowered his voice and suddenly knelt. "Your highness, err...my next words might not be too pleasant to your ears because you are part of her plan as well."

Sigrid’s eyebrows quickly shot up. "Go on."

"The queen plans to have your wine drugged tonight as well and she wants me to bed you. She told one of her maids to take pictures of us doing the deed and she will use them later to control you.

It is her intention to have you divorce the crown princess or ask the king to allow him take a secondary consort in which case, one of his cousins will be married to him. When that secondary consort has a male child, you will be killed off or impaired in some way."

"Get up and return to your post. You will receive your reward from the organization." Sigrid ordered him.

The knight retreated and Sigrid fell into a silence, thinking about the deviousness of the queen and her family. For the throne, they would do whatever it took. All this while, she had stopped herself from extending her hand to the queen because he was Roland’s mother and now it was dawning on her that the gloves needed to come off.

"Alistair." she called out.

A gust of wind blew into the room and Alistair revealed himself. He fell to one knee and lowered his head. "I am at your service your highness."

"Do I need to tell you what to do?" she asked.

Alistair shook his head. "I have some ideas but I do not know what conclusion you need. Do you want the queen alive or dead?"

Sigrid put her hands together and placed them below her chin. A dead queen would mean less trouble for her but at the same time, it would open up a vacuum that the nobles would rush to fill.

The thoughts of the king were unpredictable, while he loved Elarin or seemed to love her, he would not make her the queen because she had no support of a powerful family. If the fairy kingdom had been real and thriving, it would have been possible but it wasn’t.

"The De-Kensington’s will just push another to replace the queen. Not just them but the other families too, especially the ones with military strength like the Evermore’s." she said. "I want her alive but powerless by the decision of the king. Those drugs, the whore and incense she prepared, let her eat them."

Alistair returned to the window and vanished into the air.

During dinner, which was an actual family dinner without outsiders, Sigrid maintained a perfectly cordial smile as she regaled the king and Elarin on the tales of her vacation at Stormwind.

When she talked about Roland’s failure at coaxing the sheep, the king laughed and sneered playfully at his son. "I cannot believe that you failed to coax a few sheep. I used to play that game when I was younger and I could coax a thousand sheep."

"A thousand sheep father!! Don’t you think that the number is a little too exaggerated?" Roland’s voice was filled with doubts.

"More like one, and it rammed him into the ground." Elarin said.

King Raff hissed playfully at Elarin, "Don’t give away all of my secrets."

"You didn’t eat the sheep, did you?" Galen asked.

From the smile that formed on the king’s face, the answer was obvious and it made almost everyone laugh. The queen and Benjamin were not laughing, each was tormented with various thoughts.

The queen was worried about her plan and Benjamin was worried about Emmah. He still couldn’t get rid of the image of her in Prince Firron’s arms.

Sigrid picked up the crystal jar of wine that had aphrodisiacs and she refilled Roland’s glance. As she did so, she made sure to look at the queen and smile.

The queen smiled back, her lips widening when she saw the glass of wine touching Roland’s lips.

"I propose we play the game tomorrow and see who can coax the most sheep." Galen proposed. "There should be a prize for the winner."

The queen stood up at that moment, with one hand on her head. She was frowning deeply and wincing like she was in great pain.

"Is all well your highness?" Elarin asked.

Queen Maurelia winced again and replied, "I am sorry but I must excused. I have a terrible headache that has been bothering me since morning. I think that I need to see a doctor."

"That sounds unfortunate, I hope you recover soon." Elarin said.

The queen bade them all a good night and she left. Sigrid watched until queen Maurelia’s figure vanished and she smiled slyly. It would be a good night indeed, but it was too bad that for the queen it would not be so.