The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 255: Elarin is pregnant.

Mauve shuffled the cards again, absentmindedly while watching Elarin show off her knowledge on spells. She was surprisingly efficient at casting spells with her hand.

"I never see you at the academy and yet your magic is smooth."

"Because I have always been a mage." Elarin answered. Her fictional identity was that of a princess from a land of magic. So, Sigrid had helped her awaken and train day and night, learning to control magic. "Besides, there is not much to do as a queen--or consort. Apart from trying on dresses, walking through gardens, attending balls and doing charity my days are empty. So, I read book, train my magic and craft the art of seducing the king."

"Ew!" Sigrid said.

Elarin shrugged, Mauve giggled and distributed the cards. As soon as the game started, all the gossip barriers broke lose.

"So, is true that you were kissed by a certain prince?" Elarin asked Mauve.

"Mauve threw down a card. "The entire Eldoria must know of this by now. I think I might be out competing Emmah Windrider in most scandalous maidens of Eldoria."

Elarin leaned in."Windrider! You are addressing her by the wrong name. Don’t you watch the news? Lord Derrick Fairfax is her father. Davira Mace did an in depth search into the scandal, she even visited the orphanage where Emmah was raised. I hear she is looking for the mother."

"I have heard that Lady Jane is giving Emmah hell under the disguise of training." Sigrid said.

"With a cane!!!" Elarin chuckled. "That is a stepmother from hell."

Chewing in a suspiciously glowing berry, Sigrid nodded. "I heard she made her scrub the entire house on her own, from top to bottom. In the old days, Benjamin would have swooped in and rescued her by now."

"Speaking of rescues can you both save me from Princess tyrant." Elarin moaned in despair. "Planning a wedding for Thalassa is making me consider running away from Eldoria altogether. She does not care about the king’s current condition, all she wants is a big flashy wedding. Whatever I decide, she throws out in preference for what will make her day unforgettable."

Mauve took a card from the pile and played it. "It has got to be awkward with you having replaced her mother. I heard she hates you."

Elarin shoved three peach slices in her mouth and said, "I do not care about how she feels about me, anyway the feeling is mutual. You want awkward--I will give you awkward.

She knows that Sigrid doesn’t like Emmah and today she decided to place the Fairfax’s next to the Thorin’s at the wedding. She also decided that Emmah should be one of her maids of honor."

Mauve gasped. "Oh, she wants chaos."

Sigrid just laughed. Small things like that did not bother her, she had a halo to retrieve and an empire to conquer.

Elarin sighed. "It gets worse, the dress she picked was supposed to be enchanted to shimmer like moonlight but she did the spell herself and it went wrong, Now the dress is glowing like one of those beacons on the towers. It is blinding to look at.

She decided that I was to blame for the spell she muddled and threw cucumbers at me."

Mauve winced. "I would hate to be in your shoes and I would not wear that dress for a mountain of gold. Those beacons are so bright, nearly blinding even if one looks into the light directly."

"Perhaps we will be given sunglasses as she walks down the aisle." Sigrid chuckled.

Mauve slammed down the final card, winning that round of the game. At the same time, the maids distributed fresh tea and closed the windows.

"I have a suggestion," Mauve said. "If magic created the problem then it can fix it. Just take the dress to the mage estate or invite a mage, like one of us."

"I am sure we are not on Thalassa’s list of favorite mages." Sigrid commented.

Elarin chuckled again meanwhile, "Ooh, she already tried that and it made things worse."

"What is worse than a wedding dress so bright that it could out compete the sun?"

"How about a dress that shines as bright as the sun and is also enchanted to sing opera tunes as the bride walks down the air." Elarin shared, still chuckling. "You should have seen Thalassa’s face when the dress was returned from the mage estate.It was a mix of red and purple."

The three women laughed and started a new game of cards.

Before touching her cards, Elarin’s face glowed with a warm smile. "I have personal news to share."

"Congratulations." Sigrid said.

Mauve was confused and Elarin was not shocked. Sigrid always knew everything.

"It is a little princess." Sigrid shared.

The smile on Elarin’s face widened. She was carrying a precious princess in her womb. By the time her daughter would be born, Thalassa who held the title of Eldoria’s only princess would be gone, living in a far away land. This would give room to her daughter to be Eldoria’s only precious princess.

Being pregnant made her feel so much more secure in her position now. Even if the king died tonight, she would not be a childless consort. She would not have to kill herself and be buried with him.

In fact, even if she lost the king’s favor now and he divorced her, she would still be entitled to a wealthy life, a noble title and other perks.

"The king will be pleased when he wakes." She said.

Mauve was still confused, she looked back and forth between Sigrid and Elarin. "What are you two talking about what?"

Her innocence or ignorance was ridiculous even to the maids that had already caught on to what their mistresses were discussing. Mauve’s lack of sense made Maury and Mary worry. At this rate, she would end up ruined at Prince Galen’s hands and not realize it.

"I am pregnant dumb dumb!!" Elarin told Mauve, raising her voice and touching her stomach. "Three months on the dot."

Mauve gasped, she covered her mouth with the cards in her hands. "Congratulations....." she squealed and her voice veered from the sharp octaves along with her smile which turned into a look of horror. "Thalassa is going to kill you."

"I doubt that she would dare to do such a stupid thing at such a critical time. Her only obsession is becoming Prince Firron’s wife and having the perfect wedding. She is under the impression that she is going to be Solandor’s next queen." Slowly Elarin sipped on the peppermint tea.

"I still wouldn’t share the news with her or the next cucumbers she throws at you will be aimed at your stomach. Now, how are you preparing for the arrival of baby Maximus and can I touch your stomach or feel it with my magic?"

Sigrid listened to them talk about the pregnancy and watched Mauve using magic to listen to the sounds coming from Elarin;s stomach. She had no plans to share her own good news for now.