The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 253: The Thorin’s telling lies again.

What are you doing to protect us from the foreign mages?

This was a question that the lord mage was tired of hearing for it had been asked three times already. Besides the question being annoying, it came out with a tone that screamed entitlement.

"I am not one of your knights that is hired to protect you in your sleep. The mage estate does not exist to serve the nobles. If you want mage protection pay a fee and we will assign mages to your estates."

The Lord mages answer came as a shock to the noble lords sitting at a round table in the tower. Nearly frothing at their mouths, they slapped the table, gasped, jumped up and all but two raised their voices in protest.

"We cannot pay mages to protect us, it is your duty."

The Lord mage heard that similar answer from at least three nobles and it made him sneer. He hated them, he really did!!

"Our duty as mages is to protect the king and the boarders, naturally, the citizens of Eldoria fall within this bracket but personal protection is a different matter. I am not changing my mind about this and soon it is to passed among the laws governing mages.

We are planning to establish a ministry of mage affairs. Any noble that wants to acquire the services of a mage for any reason must go through the ministry."

The noble lords raised their voices once again in protest. The idea of ministries had already been introduced by Roland, it was one of the new changes he planned to make while the king while was still unconscious.

Work had already started on this with the ministries of business and trade, education, health, security and transport being established officially only a day ago. Today’s meetings were about the rest of the ministries and how they would be run.

When asked where the idea had come from, Roland had laid the credit at the feet of Medoris, which was not a false claim because they had done this two years ago.

The arguments against a ministry for mage affair continued, some noble lords supported it and others did not. What they were afraid of was mages becoming equal to them in rank or outranking them.

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Sigrid sat back and watched them argue endlessly, raising their voices and some, their fists. She found tranquility in the chaos and her eyes closed. The arguments were like lullabies, putting her to sleep.

Forty three minutes later, she opened her eyes and found that the noble lords were still at it. She wondered if they were not thirsty after shouting for so long. It also seemed like there had been a scuffle.

Lord Rodrick’s cloak had a tear which had not been there before and his neighbor to the right, Lord Duluth had a fresh purple bruise under his left eye.

"A ministry of magic is a way of saying that mages operate outside of all Eldorian laws. It has already been agreed that the government is one under the king."

"Mages have always operated in their own special category." The Lord mage reminded them, applying force on the word pressure. "That does not mean that we are not under the king. I would like to remind you all of the fact that the crown prince and princess are mages and they think the independent ministry of mages is a good idea."

"But I...." Lord Duluth, started, stopping when the skies outside rumbled and the mage tower shook.

The lord mage whose eyes were glowing phoenix fire crimson bellowed, "It is decided and it will not be changed. Now, get off the mage estate, non-magic folk are not allowed to be here for more than three hours."

He stood up and strolled out of the room, unwilling to wait for them or stay in their presence any longer.

So, the meeting ended abruptly without any decisions being made. Roland, who was fighting a headache was certain that the noble lords would start from there the following day. In fact, he had a feeling that it would be worse because all the courtiers were to gather and vote on who would be minister for which ministry. He was not looking forward to it.

He took Sigrid’s hand and led her out of the tower. The nobles followed them, walking past one of the green houses on the estate which was close to the gates of the estate.

Most movement was halted because they were all met with a surprising sight. Various members of the Thorin family were coming out of the greenhouse, carrying fruits in their hands.

John Thorin was the first to see the nobles and he stopped in his feet. The smile on his face died and his eyes widened, larger than saucers.

"I cannot believe that they grew peaches, grapes and apples which look like tiny suns. They should be renamed sun apples." Lady Iryne’s voice came from the greenhouse.

Laughter followed Lady Iryne’s words and then Lord Thorin’s voice was heard. "I am going to use these grapes to make wine. Sigrid said whispering grapes are the sweetest grape variety in the universe."

The nobles looked Sigrid, she looked the other way, pretending not to have seen them.

"How would she know that?" Nathaniel asked.

John raised his hand to wave at Sigrid and the rest of the high-ranking nobles.

"Well, hello there everyone."

As big ripe peaches fell from his hands, his greeting was met with long, terrible silence.

"Ah! your majesties what a surprise! We are here for the harvest." he quickly shared with everyone.

His answer would have passed if Deborah Thorin, one of Sigrid’s youngest cousins who was only four years old did not walk out of the green house, biting into an apple. She was wearing the most ridiculous feather styled big hat on her head.

Roland raised an eyebrow. "Harvesting with your teeth?"

John laughed nervously, shifting to block the view of a stunned Deborah. Judging by the look on the little girls face, she was aware that they had been caught.

"Well..." John waved his hand around, "We are also here as official.....fruit tasters. Study--yes! we are conducting a study!"

Sigrid turned her feet in the opposite direction, planning a quick exist. Roland was quick, his hands darted out like a snake striking at prey and they grabbed her by the waist.

"Where are you going my love? If I didn’t know any better I would think that the Thorin’s came to the mage estate to steal magic fruits."

Sigrid gasped, she looked so shocked and outraged.

"We would never steal." Deborah stepped out from John’s back to defend her family. Unfortunately for Deborah, the hat fell down and a few berries spilled out. One rolled all the way to Roland’s feet.

"Oh no, we are caught." Deborah snickered.