The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 241: Obey the bank’s will.

"It is a bad idea." Cosmos said.

Sigrid turned around and her eyes met his. She put on a pretentious smile and shrugged, "I have no idea what you mean."

"I am not going to play games with you Sigrid, you forget that I can tell what you are thinking all the time. I simply choose to give you privacy and stay out of your mind but that does not mean I am ignorant of what you are plotting."

Sigrid twisted her mouth around, feigning ignorance. She smacked her lips, making sharp sounds, playing the fool.

"Bad idea." Cosmos repeated.

"I wasn’t going to steal the sword." She said, a little too loudly and nothing about her response was believable to Cosmos’s ears.

"Says every thief that is caught with their hand in the cookie jar." Cosmos scoffed. "The sword is the property of the bank."

Sigrid waved a finger, objecting his opinion. "I beg to differ, the halo is the property of the bank but the sword, it is part of the story." She turned back to the sword, eyeing it vigor. "This is the sword that Emmah used to conquer Medoris. By right, it should belong to me."

"What right?" Cosmos asked.

She flung her hands in the air, in frustration. "I don’t know, the right of the villain. I am the bad guy, isn’t this what I am supposed to do? Who would you rather have the sword, me or Emmah or crazy Romilda over here that just tried to stab me for the shards by the way."

"I think that was less about the sword and more about her secrets which you whispered to her to prove that you have the upper hand over her. Is she dead?" He looked at Romilda’s stiff body.

"No," Sigrid kicked Romilda’s foot. "But she will wake up slightly off. Catatonic, if I should say. As far as everyone will be concerned, she went into shock when she saw the condition of the king and it will stay this way for the rest of her life. I always knew that I would have to deal with her at some point, I just didn’t think that it would be so soon."

Cosmos pointed her eyes back to the sword. "Now hand it over." he instructed.

Sigrid crossed her arms across her chest. A thought crossed her mind....a thought that birthed a question. Why couldn’t Cosmos pick up the shards personally?

"You do it." She jutted her chin at the swords.

Cosmos clenched his jaw and arms as well. His face was grim, he did not look too happy with her at the moment.

"Oh my God!!" Sigrid’s hands fell to the side and she took a step back gushing over the unexpected discovery. She rubbed her palms together, nodding slowly with a sly smile on her face. She had stumbled over something, she just didn’t know what it was or what the rules were but she intended to find out. "What’s the big secret Cosmos? Go on....pick it up."

Cosmos leaned against the table, he crossed his arms across his chest and raised his eyebrows. "You don’t learn, do you? Whatever deal you are thinking of negotiating, forget it. The bank is not a place you negotiate with, they give you orders and you fulfill them or you are jerked back into a black hole that leads to death." He spoke strongly, emphasizing every word.

Sigrid tilted her head from left to right. "Ehhh!! everything is life is negotiable as long as you know what cards to play. Right now, I am holding all the cards."

"I could just get someone else to hand over the shards you know." Cosmos threatened.

Sigrid spread her arms out, gesturing that he should go ahead. "You..."

She had just started saying something when she blacked out and two seconds later, she found herself in the bank of fate, in the presence of the banking official with the frightening eyes. Cosmos had also tagged along and he had a constipated look on his face. He did not look to pleased to be pulled into the bank abruptly.

"I thought you were handling her." The female official said to Cosmos.

"Raising children is not as easy as it seems." Cosmos answered. "They like to think that they are in charge often."

"I am not your child." Sigrid pitched in. "And nobody is handling me, I am not a case."

"Hand over the sword." The official instructed.

"Go get it yourself." She answered dismissively.

She started to stand but suddenly, Sigrid felt an overwhelming power that pushed her back down. The power entered her body, breaking her bones one by one. The pain was agonizing, every instinct screamed for her to run or fight back.

A new surge of power slammed through her body, arresting it and lifted her up. Her muscles were twisted, like a puppet her body was in the control or someone or something else.

Then, a breeze of air passed through her body, relieving her of all the pain. Just when she was ready to sigh, fresh pain came, her bones hardened, heavier than stone. The scene before them changed suddenly and she found herself somewhere else, hovering over an endless body of green shimmering water.

"Your body is stone now, I can breathe a thousand years of life into you and dropped you down there. If you think that death will be the snap of a finger and you will be gone in an instant, you are mistaken. There are ways to prolong that death, to make it more agonizing. You can die every night and open your eyes in the morning just to die again and open your eyes and die....."

Sigrid felt herself suffocating, breath was stolen from her, she tried to use her magic to fight back but it was useless in this situation as it had been stripped from her.

"Do you think that you can defy the will of this bank?" The voice asked.

She clenched her teeth, her hands tried to twitch but her body was in a state of agonizing stillness. At the snap of a finger, she found herself back in the bank, on the floor, breathing raggedly.

Her forehead was shimmering with sweat, her body ached as if she had been hit by a large truck. She moved her hands and legs, relief swept through her when she found that they were under her control.

"You will obey. You can choose to be a friend or foe of the bank. I advise you not to be a foe because that will be the worst decision you will ever make in your life." The female official told her.

Sigrid started climbing to her feet and that was when she received a new notification from the bank.

[You are pregnant; Prepare for termination.]

Her heart dropped and she stumbled backwards.