The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 74: Unwarranted provocation.

Chapter 74: Unwarranted provocation.

Brolin and Cosmos sat Lord Vanger in the chair and pushed the documents in front of him again. Cosmos shoved a pen into his hands and gestured at the papers, his very cold eyes were even more frightening than Sigrid’s.

Lord Vanger’s hands trembled, the fight was was gone from his body, fear for what Sigrid might do to him and his family if he continued to resist drove him to surrender.

Her signed the documents, transferring ownership of the three buildings to the crown princess.

As he wrote his name, each stroke felt like a nail and hammer being taken to his principles but the urge to survive was stronger than any other emotion he was feeling. After signing his name, red ink was smeared on his thumb by the big silver haired knight the crown princess called Cosmos.

His thumb was pressed on all documents, one by one until the entire process was completed.

"It is done your highness." Lord Vanger set the pen down. His voice was shaking, a testament to how frightened he still was.

The documents were handed to Sigrid, she nodded as she looked over them with satisfaction, her lips curled into a victorious smile.

"Excellent, believe me Lord Vanger, your willingness to work with me will never be forgotten. As much as I do not like your disobedience, I admire your loyalty and principles, I could use a man like you.

You are a great businessman, I heard the your financial troubles are because a ship carrying goods from Medoris sunk, leaving a gaping hole in your finances.

If you believe in my words, I would advise you to visit the new mage business association, they have made some new discoveries and have a lot of nifty items for sale. With the excess money I have generously given you, you can invest or buy some of those items and sell them inside or outside Eldoria."

She handed the documents to Brolin and stood up, with one flick of her cloak, she exited the office with her men. Lord Vanger watched then go, a mixture of relief and anxiety washing over him. It was true what they said, a visit from the cold crown princess of Eldoria was always ominous.

He slowly got to his feet and moved to the window overlooking the street below, watching as Sigrid entered her carriage and the entourage set off. As they disappeared, he took a deep breath, the weight of the ordeal was lifted from his shoulders.

Lord Vanger stumbled to the still open chests of gold and silver, a part of him was filled with ecstasy on seeing the money, he had sold off his properties and earned a huge sum of money. Even though the transaction had not gone as he anticipated, his troubles had been solved, he had profited and his family was safe.

He had managed to save his neck, his right hand moved up subconsciously and he touched the neck he was thinking about. It had come so close to being separated from the rest of his body.

"That was close." he whispered.

He moved away from the window, sat down in his chair and poured himself a glass of rum from a bottle that he kept in one of the drawers. He needed the drink in order to calm himself completely and think about his next steps. He had just survived a calamity, now he could focus on rebuilding his small business empire.

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After handling that business, Sigrid set off for the Rosewood home, where a small lunch banquet was being thrown. The invitation had arrived that morning, it was one of many that she often received.

Normally, she ignored most of them because socializing with young titled ladies was a bit of a bore and a chore but this was the family of Mauve Rosewood, her first chosen lady in waiting.

It was because she planned to attend this banquet that she chose to wear a color that she normally would not have worn; pink.

As soon as she was welcomed into the Rosewood estate, she was embraced by Mauve. Sigrid was not a hugger, except for when it came to her family because that was expected, but for outsiders, it was not.

Mauve’s comforting hug which she likened to being enveloped by the wandering tentacles of a jolly octopus in her mind came as as surprise.

"Aah! you look really different, pink suits you."

Lady Silvana Rosewood was appalled by the behavior of her daughter and she pulled her out of Sigrid’s arms very quickly and with ease as if she had done it dozens of times before.

She put a hand on Mauve’s head and bowed before Sigrid while forcing her daughter to do the same.

"My apologies your highness, Mauve does not understand the need for personal space."

Mauve ripped herself away from her mother and latched onto Sigrid’s arm. "Mother, the crown princess is my friend and friends hug. How else will she know how much I missed her?"

Lady Silvana’s lips twitched, her daughter was really bold beyond her expectations. In the capital, who else would dare to loudly call the cold crown princess a friend.

"You can try saying it with your words, do not make the crown princess uncomfortable, come here." She tried to separate them but Mauve dodged her mother’s hands.

She hid behind Sigrid’s back like a child hiding behind the easy going parent from the stern one. "Crown princess, see, some people are trying to separate us. Tell my mother how close we are, she doesn’t believe me. She even said that I am too clumsy and bird brained to be your lady in waiting."

It took Sigrid a few seconds to figure out that bird brained meant foolish. As much as she liked Mauve, she agreed with Lady Silvana on that point, Mauve was too simple minded for their scheming society.

Watching lady Silvana chase after Mauve despite all the guests that were watching brought a smile to Sigrid’s lips. There was something quite childish and fun about it, if she was not tainted by the dark side of the world, perhaps she would have been like Mauve, carefree and fun.

She stepped away from the pair and walked to the table that was piled with a variety of food. Rather than interacting with the guests, it was a much more attractive option. Lanai and Lama picked up plates, ready to act as her hands.

Sigrid picked up a piece of bright orange barley sugar which was a product of her father’s sugar factory. It was odd seeing candy on the table, it just seemed so out of place.

"If it isn’t the crown princess." a woman’s shrill voice came from behind her. "You have turned down every invitation to every ball, banquet, birthday, coming of party that you have been invited to but you made it to Mauve’s silly monthly lunch get together. Do you have bad taste in food or associates?"

A few young women snickered, which ticked off Sigrid, she put down the candy and turned around. There was nothing she enjoyed more than unwarranted provocation that ended in tears, not hers but her opponent.