The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 88: The lonely king.

The king chuckled, and he put down the cup of coffee. "Which fool cup with that lie?" His eyes cleared in

realization. "I know, it's because everyone is watching that rise of lady Blanche. | should meet with the brains

behind it so that they can make schanges to what they are showing the people. It is giving the royal family

a bad image, when people look at us, it is almost as if they are seeing the TV characters coming to life."

"If you do that, they will talk all the more and assyou have something to hide. It is entertainment, just let

the people have their fun.

| heard that the mage estate is about to launch a new type of entertainment called live television. Your highness,

you should visit them and see what that is about.

Perhaps you can create Raff TV, or Royal channel...or something like that. You can educate the citizens on the

history of Eldoria, the different kings we have heard through the years.

You can promote reading, culture, food and other things. | am very interested and when the opportunity comes, |

think I will invest."

The king nodded slowly, soaking in her advice like a sponge, when it cto business and magic, he was always

attentive.

"Speaking of mages, have you used your magic lately?" he raised a random question.

Sigrid shook her head in response, "You were very clear when you told female mages not to use their magic. | am

a member of the royal family and | must lead by example. Until you make a decision, | will keep my magic to

myself."

"Mmmm..." he responded. "What does your family think about your magical abilities? They must be excited to

have two mages in the sfamily."

He sounded a little jealous to Sigrid.

"lI am also a member of the royal family, it means you have two mages as well. The odds of my children and

Roland's being born with the gift is very high. As for my parents, they are excited and worried at the stime,

until you make a decision, everyone remains on tenterhooks. What do you intend to do?" she returned a question

his way.

"What do you think | should do?" he countered with a question as well.

Sigrid shrugged. "I have magic, of course my answer is going to be what you would expect of someone like me.

However, personal sentiments aside, | think you should allow women with magic to exist because it's not going

away. The more young girls and women with the gift are oppressed, the more they will cto resent you. Not

just you but the royal family."

She gave him her more serious look that she used when she wanted to knock sense into someone. "It takes

something very small to spark a rebellion. One unhappy person becomes two, two becthree and one day

you wake up and three is three thousand people with weapons and torches stomping the royal castle, chanting

down with the tyrant.

Also, if they cannot practice magic here, they will move to kingdoms where they are valued, like Medoris. Even

Nemoris has apparently changed this law.

The last thing | am going to say on this matter is that there is a saying that one should not throw the baby out

with the bath water. Do you want your mages running to another empire or kingdom and developing it?"

King Raff tapped drummed his fingers against the coffee cup, his eyes narrowed as he pondered on her words,

she had given him a lot to think about. Later, he would consult Romilda and the queen about the matter.

"Okay, what else are people saying, is there any gossip on the Rosewood family, you were there recently."

They moved from heavy topics to light gossip that made both Sigrid and king laugh. by the the let her go, it

was already a half past noon and her anxious husband was waiting outside the carriage.

As soon as she was within touching distance, Roland pulled her roughly and looked over her from head to toe. He

turned her from side to side with ease before grabbing her face and turning it at different angles.

"Are you okay? Please, tellthat you did not piss my father off and earn yourself a beating."

"| am wiser than that Roland." She shrugged his hands away from her face.

His hands took a hold of her shoulders instead and he looked into her eyes, his gaze was still filled with worry

despite the lack of injuries to Sigrid’s body and her less than reassuring response which had been filled with

sarcasm.

Roland knew his father, their tempers were similar, one wrong word could set them off. It was why he loved

sword fighting, he had a place to redirect his anger, tamper his emotions and think sanely.

His father on the other hand, if he was angered, there were consequences, serious ones sometimes.

"Did my father threaten you?" he asked her.

She rolled her eyes, "Why is it that you think your father is a monster of skind? First you asshe beat me

and now you think he threatened me, he is not all bad our king. We just had breakfast together and talked like a

normal father and daughter-in-law."

His hands fell from her shoulders, he

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