The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 228: War with Nemoris...[2]

It had been five days and Nemorian knights were still putting up a futile resistance at the boarder, especially in Garden city which separated Nemoris form Medoris. The Nemorian knights were waiting for reinforcements from Medoris. The rest of the kingdom had fallen all remaining members of the Nemorian royal family had either fled or been captured.

The holograms of the fallen were still hovering in the sky, they currently numbered up to four thousand. They were becoming less and less each day that passed as the Nemorians succumbed to Eldorian knights everywhere.

Dawn was breaking on the sixth day when the Nemorian soldiers in Garden city and citizens started to lose hope. There was no sign of back up, they were running out of food and weapons.

The Nemorian soldiers had started using the people as shields, throwing stones and using pans for self defense.

A hologram of Sigrid appeared in the sky. "Surrender now or this entire city will be burned to the ground."

The citizens that were used as shields couldn’t help cursing in their minds. Didn’t the Eldorians see that they also wanted to surrender but the soldiers were using them as shields?

If they had the guts, why didn’t they kill the soldiers and leave them out of it? News was out everywhere that the entire kingdom had been conquered and they were the last ones standing. The Eldorian princess had promised that their lives would not change after as long as they surrendered.

All that was going to change was their citizenship and they would have to learn new laws. Between being displaced and adjusting to new rule, they would rather adjust.

Mauve flew over the soldiers, the wings of her moth fluttered fiercely, kicking off a storm of dust. In that dust she sprinkled a sleeping powder which affected only the Nemorians.

As people started to drop to the ground, unconscious, the mage battalion ventured forward with knights to identify the soldiers and separate then from the ordinary citizens.

Other knights climbed up the walls of the city and replaced the flags of Nemoris with Eldorian flags. On that same wall, Sigrid and and Roland were standing, holding hands as they looked at the part of the Mystic grove forest which separated Nemoris from Medoris.

A clear path had actually been mapped through the forest, creating a direct road that led to a lake. Across the lake was the empire of Medoris.

The road was buried in snow at the moment as were the trees in the forest. The lake was frozen, which explained why reinforcements had not come. The Medorian emperor had not expected this surprise winter war.

"If we had not come when we did, they would be on us as soon spring arrived. There are documents proving this to be true. It is why this road was curved through at great risk." Roland told Sigrid.

Without letting go of his hand, she walked closer to the wall and leaned against it. Looking at her husband with a smile, she asked him, "Do you remember how much resistance you were met with when you suggested this winter war?"

How could Roland forget it. Benjamin had come out directly and said it was a selfish move made by a man seeking to further his glory. As far as he could recall, those were the last words they had said to each other in the last two months.

Even at the castle, when they were doing the last word ritual, they had not spoken to each other. Tension between them was rather high.

But, Benjamin had not been the only one to oppose the war, some other knights and houses the king consulted with had been resistant too. freewёbnoνel.com

"They will all eat humble pie tonight." She said.

"I never thought that I would see the day when we would fight side by side." He took her hand and kissed the palm.

Then, he winced when he noticed the wounds that had formed as a result of Sigrid’s first sword fight. She could have remained on her griffin but when saw Eldorian knights being cornered by a three Nemorian sword mages, she had joined the fight, forcing them to their defeat with magic and a sword.

"I feel guilty." he said sadly. "You never should have come for war. You should have stayed back like Thalassa, safe from all the violence."

"I volunteered to come." she reminded him. "This war was very important for us. Look at the flags Roland, we are officially an empire now. When spring comes, mass planting in the North can begin. We can promote fishing in the South and more agriculture here. Manufacturing, pharmaceuticals, tourism, entertainment...."

"Take a moment to celebrate this win first, my love." he told her. His wife had great plans for this new empire of theirs but this was a moment to slow down and enjoy the victory.

Roland turned Sigrid around to face the forest and he cradled her from behind. As the ash filled snow fell on the blood soaked ground, their eyes focused on what lay beyond the forest. A rival empire that they would make peace with or conquer.

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The news of Eldoria’s victory in the war came sooner than anticipated. All through the kingdom celebrations started and they would last until the morning.

Excitement grew when footage showed the crown princess and crown prince started on the wall, explaining that it was the boarder between them and Medoris.

Some Eldorian’s cried when they saw the flags of Medoris flying high on the walls. Footage even showed the other mages that had gone to the war.

On the Rosewood estate, Lady Silver was crying because she managed to get a look at her daughter. The war was over and Mauve was alive. In that moment, she even felt foolish for having attempted to stop Mauve from going, The loud cheers for her daughter on the estate were filling her with pride.

It was the same feeling that Lady Iryne Thorin was experiencing. She had cried and thrown a tantrum when she found out that Sigrid was going for war but in the end, her daughter had made a big accomplishment.

This was the kind of war which would be recorded in history books and her daughter would be among the mighty mages that helped turn Eldoria into an empire.

"She did it." Lady Iryne laughed through tears.

"Yes she did." The said in a heavy voice.

Prince Eron was in the living room of the Thorin’s, enjoying some warm freshly cinnamon rolls. "If my brother was hesitant about marrying your princess before, he is sure of his decision now." He bit into a cinnamon roll with ease as if nothing that was happening concerned him. He was a simple prince with small ambitions, nothing grand like Firron.

Indeed, Firron was celebrating. As soon as the news of the victory broke, he took Thalassa to bed and sealed their union with his seed. A princess of an empire was a bigger trophy than a princess of a kingdom.