The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 400: The kings plan vs our plan.

Chapter 400: The kings plan vs our plan.

Galen was like someone that had just downed ten cups of coffee, a lot of sugar and a dozen energy drinks. freew\e bnovel.com

"I am calm." Galen responded in a voice that he hoped was soft and portrayed sense.

The way he was vibrating like a phone, she did not think so. But, Sigrid did not say this much to him. She decided to stick to what mattered. "Galen, what to do with Benjamin is not Roland’s decision. It is the king...your father who should decide what happens concerning his punishment or forgiveness.

The exile stands, no matter what the king decides. We just have to wait until Benjamin is out of the city to strike. I think we can also do it before then. We can feed him a slow acting poison which will ensure that he drops dead within three months."

Galen shook his head. "But, I would rather not wait. Things have a habit of spiraling out of control when one is not watching. If he finds a capable healer, the poison could be healed. Maybe he could find a capable supporter within a month and retaliate before dying. Maybe...."

Sigrid raised her hand. "I get where you are heading Galen, you would rather behead your brother now than draw his death out. I understand you and I give in. We will do things your way but we should wait. For Eldoria, this peaceful transition of power is new.

Every former king has to come to the throne through bloodshed. It will be great if we show everyone that there is another way. I want my children to follow this example. And it is my hope that they will be more like you and Roland when they grow up.

I don’t want them to kill each other for power. I hope that their relationship will be great and their bond so tight that outsiders will not whisper doubts into their ears. That is why it was important to me that Roland only have me as his wife.

There will be no half breeds on my watch."

Galen had heard the word half breeds used, but only when it came to animals. It was a fitting description for Benjamin. "Do you have any idea what my father is planning to do with Benjamin? When he called me in for a conversation, I asked but he deflected. He turned the subject to my children and progress of my relationship with Mauve."

Sigrid shook her head. King Raff was being very tight lipped on his intentions with his precious son. It was like he knew she had people watching him so he was being extra careful.

"His decision will not affect our plans. We will give him a month or two and if nothing happens and Benjamin still insists on staying in the city, we will change our plan. He has been drinking more than usual. People die of alcohol poisoning all the time from over indulging."

Galen smiled. Sigrid seemed to have many plans and in every one of them, Benjamin’s fate was death. He was starting to realize that he had been very impatient indeed. Was there anything that concerned them which his sharp eyed sister-in-law was not aware of?

With her at the helm, Galen’s fate was sealed.

Sigrid placed her hand on his elbow and steered him back towards the party. "So, what do you intend to do with Mauve? Your courtship is at least four months old now."

In Eldoria, especially among nobles, these four months might as well as be four years. Mauve’s mother had written to Sigrid asking about when Galen planned to marry her daughter. She had requested Sigrid to broach the topic because she was afraid Mauve’s time was being wasted.

"I plan to propose in a week, but don’t tell her that." Galen replied.

The look on his face had changed from agitated to soft. He smiled as he told her of his intentions. Galen was excited because he was finally going to marry the woman that he truly loved. She was the first woman he had shared his secret identity with, other than the two maids that paused as him on occasion.

They were paid to do so, which meant they they did not count. Only Mauve counted.

She had laughed a lot when he revealed his big secret to her. And, she tried her hand at painting when he took her to his secret house. As it turned out, she was good at painting animals.

He had attempted to convince her to give up her love for baking and join him in painting. He failed of course. What followed after the failure was considered a sweet victory in his books.

They had shared some passionate kisses and rolled around in the paint. Mauve was his soul mate. His one true love and he would marry her in splendor and make her a woman to be envied.

They reached the party and once again returned their duties. Galen went to stand by Roland and Sigrid returned to her original position. There were more gifts waiting to be received.

"Where have you been? I thought that I would have to send the search party out to look for you." Lady Iryne started righting Sigrid’s hair and her dress immediately. "Minister Esme was just here. Has Elowin told you anything about the progress of their relationship? The queen consort has been to see me four times, wondering when we are going to propose."

Sigrid received a gift from Lady Percival. It looked like a bottle of wine. The woman had no originality, she stuck to what she knew best.

"Proposing marriage is a personal affair, not a group event mother. We are not going to propose marriage for Elowin, he will do so for himself when he is prepared. I have already said so to the queen consort." Sigrid answered.

"The nerve of that woman to give you a bottle of wine!" Duchess Mila exclaimed. "Is she trying to turn you into another shameless drunk like her?"

Mrs. Elsworth made a shush gesture.

Duchess Mila glared at her. Her eyes seemed to say ’how dare you shush me! I am a duchess.’

Mrs. Elsworth shrugged and gestured at the crown on Sigrid’s head. Her message was simple, Sigrid was now the empress. They had to watch what they talked about in public.

"A gift from the royal family of Solandor for the Emperor and Empress of Eldoria." The royal herald announced.

The loud announcement which was unexpected surprised everyone. How had the Solandorian’s sent over a gift so fast?