The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 231: Desperation of a fake female lead.

Emmah was not having a very good day, it had not been a good week or month either. From the moment she

abandoned the Windrider’s, she had been living in hiding, not daring to show her face in public.

While she was hiding out on Benjamin's estate she had been living like a fugitive. Desperate to hide the news of

her presence there, she had kept a low profile. Normally, she moved around the estate like an overlord, barking

orders, stepping on servants and firing those that displeased her.

However, since she was in hiding when she went there this time, she had been meek like a baby lamb. Her

language was polite, when she met the servants and Benjamin's foster children she was nice.

It had killed her to behave that way but she had done so because she did not want to draw unnecessary

attention to herself. Things becmuch worse when Prince Benjamin decided to pick a leaf from Prince Firron’s

behavior, choosing the most advantageous female to be his first wife.

Emmah had known that there was not much she had to offer anymore since she was no linger a Windrider so she

suggested possible brides for him. Being the clever woman that she was, she had suggested women from small

noble families. Those that would not be a threat to her position if she ever married Benjamin.

Benjamin however had spoken to his advisors and they all recommended that he court Mauve Rosewood. She

thought he would reject them outright but he had done the opposite.

He had accepted the suggestion gracefully and even called Mauve exquisite. Emmah had been eavesdropping

on the conversation and she had almost burst through the door to rip off Benjamin's head. He had said he loved

her, how dare he find another woman exquisite!!!

Reality had hit Emmabh really harshly, giving her a much needed wake up call. She was not the daughter of a

noble, she was not a powerful mage, she was not wealthy. As a transmigrator, she had nothing to show for

herself for all the tthat she had been in Eldoria.

So, she pondered on all the ways that she could reclaim the glory which she so desperately wanted to claim and

her mind turned to the Eclipsion sword. The sword could only be wielded by a mage. The king who was

desperately collecting the shards of the word was no mage.

If she could get her hands on it, she could use its power to overthrow the Maximus family and becEmpress.

She would not stop at conquering Eldoria, she would make her way to Nemoris, Medoris and even cross the

ocean and conquer Solandor. The entire continent would be hers as long as she had the sword which was said to

split the world in two with one slash.

After coming up with a plan, she roped Benjamin in. He took her to the royal castle and they pulled the king into

it. What she did not expect was that after the last shard was acquired, they would be attacked.

She also didn’t anticipate that in order to save her life, the lucky halo on her head chose to force Benjamin to

save her rather than the king. This resulted in the king being gravely injured.

Initially, Emmah thought the kings injuries were a stroke of luck, she could heal him and return to Eldoria a hero.

Saving the life of the king was more rewarding than saving the life of a crown prince. Unfortunately for Emmah,

her lucky halo had been losing strength steadily.

It was like an old rusted engine in an old car on its last life, coughing weakly whenever the car was started. The

halo had used up a lot of luck to make Benjamin ignore the trained instinct of every knight to save the king in

every situation at all costs and save her instead,

When she needed its power the most, it failed her. Her little magic which had been burning out like a fire in a

rainstorm could not even stop the king's bleeding. A young mage, a boy of only twelve had been the one that

stepped up, doing what little he could. He managed to buy the king tto hold on until they returned to the

city.

Emmah and Benjamin had been arrested by red knights and then she was thrown out of the royal castle in

disgrace. She tried to return to Benjamin's estate but red knights had already surrounded and blocked it off.

Nobody was going in or out.

She went to the house Roland and Sigrid had rented for her after she was thrown out of the Vale by Mrs. Elsworth

and found that it had been sold after she accused the Thorin family of hiding gold mines.

She thought about knocking on the gates of the Fairfax gates and declaring who she was but she had a strong

feeling that they would not welcher with open arms. The only way she could go there was if Lord Derrick

Fairfax, her father, personally took her back.

For a while, she meandered through

the streets with no address in mind.

The Windrider houses had glen

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village far away from the capital city.

To move there would mean a life of

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Emmah had eliminated that thought from her mind immediately. It did not even cross her mind to wonder if her

mother was alive and doing well.

She continued to ponder on where

else she could go and she thought

about the orpha nog Where the’

ofiginaltovirlet St her body had grown

up. It was possible that they could

take her in for a while and she would

hide there until things calmed down.

But, the conditions there were harsh.

The orphanage was funded by the

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Thorin’s. If the king passed opyand

his dest ws tioméeon her, the

Thotin’s would give her up in a

heartbeat. She had not forgotten the

words of the knight about the crown

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She walked for so long, that she reached a point of exhaustion and sat down on the street, next to sbeggars

that were not afraid of the snow.

One of the male beggars sniffed her hair, she jumped up and run away screaming at the top of her lungs. Her

screams drowned in the loud celebrations of the Eldorian’s who were rejoicing because Nemoris had been

conquered.