The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 49: Emmah, divine messenger.

Chapter 49: Emmah, divine messenger.

The halo on Emmah’s head was shining as bright as the sun and little lights separated from it, moving around the room in search for those that could easily be manipulated into speaking up for Emmah.

As they infiltrated their minds, sobs were heard in the hall, coming from some noble ladies. A few men clenched their hands as a sense of justice was evoked within them, stirring madly like a storm at sea. She had saved the life of the crown prince if the king killed her for it, wasn’t it being ungrateful?

If they did not speak up for her, how different were they from those that sought to see her killed?

Prime minister Windrider came forward first, he put his hands together and bowed.

"Your highness, I implore you to be merciful towards the young brave lady that risked her life to save the crown prince."

Another noble lord, Count Givenchy did the same, repeating the words of the prime minister. Lord Aberdon, one of Eldoria’s most famous literature scholars and writer, who rarely involved himself in politics joined them.

His addition united ten more scholars in the hall that did the same thing, they actually fell onto their knees. One by one, the wave for the desire of justice continued to grow and soon even knights had joined in.

More than half of the nobles and knights were pleading for Emmah, a move which king Raff did not appreciate very much. The situation gave him a feeling similar to that he experienced when Sigrid cornered him with Rina’s affairs.

He raised his hand and gestured for the nobles to stand. "If you stay on your knees, people will begin to think that I am a heartless tyrant with the heart of a wolf. As your king, I command you to stand."

Despite this command, those that were on their knees remained their as if their knee caps had been glued to the carpet. Some wanted to stand but they found they could not do so, something was keeping them were they were.

"Your highness, we do not kneel to besmirch your great name, we only kneel in the quest for justice." Lord Givenchy said. "If word should spread that we looked on as the crown prince’s savior was put to death, Eldoria’s reputation will be tarnished. Your highness, once again, I implore you to make a fair decision on this matter."

Sigrid quietly noted down all the people that were on their knees and told the system to begin assessing their loyalty to Emmah, especially Lord Givenchy and the prime minister.

"You realize that she has magic, and she happens to be a woman. I do not think that we all need a reminder on why magic is stripped from women at birth." The queen said.

The prime minister raised his head and looked at the queen. "My queen, her case is different, the magic awakened in her as an adult. She cannot be killed for something that she had no control of."

"If I may add to Lord Givenchy’s words," Lord Bailey stepped forward, "The laws dealing with women and magic were made over four centuries ago, it has been a very long time since the incident occurred. If it’s not unthinkable, I am for the suggestion that we am mend the laws to accommodate those who get the gift of magic in adulthood. Miss Emmah may not be the first or last that we see this happening to."

Murmurs befell the room, the thought that their were other women like Emmah was both exciting and worrisome, if they existed, what had they been doing with their abilities?

"Your highness, perhaps if we look at it like an opportunity and less of a threat, it could be an advantage to Eldoria. I have heard rumors of female mages in Medoris, especially one named Akia. They say that she is a divine messenger of God that has led the empire to a rise in development, their economy is now five times bigger and better than ours." Prime minister Windrider look thoughtfully at Emmah. "Maybe miss Emmah is our own divine messenger sent to assist you my king, her magic awakened, she happened to be near the battlefield and saved the crown prince from death. All these things point to a divine miracle."

Many of the nobles in the hall had heard about the divine messenger of Medoris, some people were calling her the holy lady. The king had also heard tales of her great wisdom and talents, his spies in Medoris were yet to confirm what kind of magic she had.

A comparison to Medoris as always was like the secret switch to get king Raff to reexamine his decision, initially he was ready to send Emmah off to be beheaded but now, he was uncertain.

His courtiers were all but excited, buzzing like bees at the thought of a Godly divine messenger in Eldoria and what it would mean for their kingdom if they had one. If they had been reluctant to kill her before, they were even more reluctant now, he could hear it in the words going around.

"I knew she did not look ordinary, she has the beauty of a divine lady."

"She truly used her magic to heal the crown prince even when she thought she was dying, truly a divine messenger."

"No wonder both prince’s are trying to get closer to her, they must have sensed it."

"If she is a divine messenger, is she allowed to marry? I think my son would be a great match to her, he is a future Earl after all."

Emmah raised her head proudly the more the people whispered and looked at her with curious but admiring eyes, some appeared to be ready to fall at her feet. In her mind, she cackled, all she had to do was share a few technologies from earth and they would worship her.

She looked at Sigrid and smirked, her eyes said, "I am better than you."

Sigrid just lowered her eyes and laughed, it was funny watching everyone jumping around like a grasshopper to fawn over the newly arrived divine messenger.

Duke and Duchess Thorin like Sigrid, were not reacting, they just watched others silently, waiting for their granddaughter to counter Emmah.

King Raff raised his hand, "Silence."

Slowly, calm fell over the hall, every eye and ear opened up so as not to miss what would happen next.

"Young lady, are you a divine messenger from God?" King Raff asked Emmah, directly.

Emmah blinked as if she was frightened, she bit her lower lip and shied away, the little actions tugged at the hearts of a few men that wanted to run over and hug her.

"Do not be frightened." King Raff told her. "Just tell me, are you what the prime minister thinks you are?"

Emmah raised her head and shook it, "I don’t know, I just know that I have magic and knowledge in my head about this other heavenly world where immortals live. It’s very different from here, I used to see it in my dreams before the magic in me awakened. I heard a voice say to me that I should pass on the knowledge from that world to king and queen and all the people of the great future empire of Eldoria."

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