The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 50: Be my husband’s mistress.

Chapter 50: Be my husband’s mistress.

Sigrid covered her eyes with her hands, she could not watch the very poor acting Emmah was doing. Even if she wanted to claim that she was a divine messenger, she did not have to be so coquettish about it. Was she trying to seduce the king or every man in the hall?

"What immortal world, she is a transmigrator from a modern world, earth if I am not mistaken." Sigrid muttered.

The excitement in the hall could not be contained however, Emmah’s carefully chosen words set the room ablaze, immortals, immortal worlds, a voice in her mind and Eldoria being an empire!!!!

"Your highness, Lord Benwick started..."

"What did you say, Eldoria will become an empire?" King Raff ignored Lord Benwick and eagerly questioned Emmah.

It was his greatest desire to turn Eldoria from a kingdom to an empire.

Emmah nodded, "That’s what the voice in my mind said, that you the king would use this knowledge to expand Eldoria and change it from a kingdom to an empire. Your highness, your reign is going to be blessed."

The excitement which had not died down reached fever pitch, chants of blood for Eldoria echoed in the hall, mixed in with applause’s and cheers. It was quickly forgotten that only minutes ago, Emmah was being frowned upon and possibly on the way to lose her head.

Now, they were all thinking at her as if she was the greatest hero Eldoria had ever seen. It took at least ten minutes for them to calm down and by then, nobody was on their knees, they were standing or sitting.

"The crown prince has just won a war and a divine messenger has arrived in Eldoria in his carriage no less. Your highness, doesn’t this mean that they are meant for each other?" Baroness Mcqueely blurted out.

She was one of the people sitting closest to the throne and her words traveled to the king and queen directly. One careless suggestion turned into two and then three.

Lord Danton Kensington, the queen’s brother took it upon himself to go forward and propose it.

"My king, if it is not considered brazen, I would like to make a suggestion that the new divine messenger be given to the crown prince as his secondary wife."

Some people looked at the king while others looked at the queen and the rest looked at Sigrid. It was widely known that she had surrendered the salt mines of the Thorin family and a recipe in order to secure her position as the only wife of the crown prince, the circumstances had changed, however.

A few women smiled, they thought this would bring Sigrid down a peg and others wondered if the marriage of the crown princess was going to be just like that of the king and queen.

The way Roland had been fawning over Emmah was similar to the king fawning over Rina.

"Rina, Emmah, aren’t the names similar?" A young woman whispered.

While everybody was thinking about this, they did not notice that the third prince had turned gloom and his hands were clenched.

"Indeed, a crown prince and a divine messenger sounds like a perfect match." King Raff laughed boisterously.

For him, the advantages of having Emmah tied to the royal family outweighed the disadvantages, at worst if she proved to be uncontrollable, he would get rid of her. Divine messenger or not, she had no backing of a strong noble family, she was destined to be his pawn. Even God had seen it and said so, the knowledge she had was meant for him.

"My queen, what do you think about this?" The king asked the queen.

Queen Maurelia looked at Emmah and then Sigrid, she put her hands together and shook her head, "I think we should wait before making such a decision, you did decree that Sigrid Thorin would be Roland’s only wife after all. If your word is broken then who else can trust what you decree?"

King Raff clenched his jaw, a shred of frost flash in his eyes and he faked a smile, of course the queen was out to ruin his plans.

"My queen, your brother proposed this himself." he said.

"My brother was drawn in by excitement just like everyone else, it is normal that he misspoke." she responded.

She was now allied with Sigrid, also she was not as excited as everyone else about this divine messenger. The woman had been comfortable enough to allow two prince’s to fawn over her and pat her back. She was wrapped in Roland’s cloak and clutching Benjamin’s handkerchief, tugging on the corners of his uniform with her hand.

To most people it looked harmless, nothing more than a frightened young woman that was overwhelmed and seeking protection. To the queen however, this clearly looked like a woman that was weighing her options, a woman like her would only serve to confuse Roland, instead of fighting to protect his position he would be fighting to protect her.

Emmah reminded the queen of Rina, they had similar mannerisms and that, she could not stand.

"In that case, the decision goes to you crown princess, what do you think about this matter?" king Raff turned his eyes to Sigrid.

He was a cunning fox, he did not want the final decision on this matter to pass through his hands, if it was a bad decision he did not want it to be attached to him, and if it was good, he could still be considered to have played a role in the matter because he was the king.

Sigrid knew what the king was calculating, she smiled slowly at Emmah and looked at Roland while tapping her fingers on the arm of the seat. She was slow to respond, drawing out the suspense deliberately.

"Your..." Lord Windrider started but he failed to say what he intended because Sigrid jumped in.

"No, I do not agree." she responded calmly.

It was the expected response from her and yet it still took people by surprise to the point of gasping.

"Miss Emmah, in this lifetime my husband will only ever have one wife for as long we both live unless we divorce of course.

The position of a mistress is open however, he is the crown prince and he has vast wealth so he can put you up in a house somewhere and visit you once or twice a month like most men do for their mistresses. You should tell me now, are you willing to be my husband’s mistress?"

Even more surprise went through the people, and the king and Emmah both clenched their hands.

Emmah lips twitched, she tapped her chest and started coughing, right on cue, blood came out of her mouth.

"Hmph, for a divine messenger, you don’t seem to be in the best health, did the immortal forget to give you divine medicine or a divine body?

You can heal others but you cannot heal yourself, I don’t know what that says about the strength of your magic. Maybe you should go home and rest first because it will be a loss for everyone if you drop dead here."

Sigrid stood up, and everyone held their breath wondering what she she was going to do next. She walked calmly to a pot of young roses at the base of the steps and touched it.

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