The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 271: The disastrous humorous wedding...1

Nobody liked Princess Thalassa, not even the mice in the royal castle. She was known for her lavishness and unruly ways of spending money for her pleasure without a care. Her terrible attitude was wide spread and still whispered about despite the pains Sigrid had taken to clean up her reputation. Her unbearable arrogance made her a scourge in the eyes of the nobles.

Her horrible taste in fashion made her a pain among the dressmakers. Her selfishness had brought harm to many servants and knights that served her.

So, when the announcement of her wedding to Solandorian prince Firron was made on television and in every news paper, the people danced for joy. While they questioned the taste of the prince, they still rejoiced as Thalassa would soon be gone.

ENTV even started a countdown to her wedding, the little notification was always in the corner no matter what program was playing. However, the wedding had been pushed back two times so the countdown had to be restarted.

On the first day of early spring, the countdown was at zero, signifying D-day. Nobles and royals, flocked the halls of the royal chapel, anticipating the wedding which had been rumored to be more magical than any which anyone had ever witnessed.

Thalassa was sticking to magic themes and she had summoned almost every mage and bought every magical artifact known to mage and human kind to enure that her day dazzled and went down in the hall of non existent history for the best weddings.

It would be the first televised royal wedding and that alone made it the most talked about royal wedding so far.

Sigrid was certain that it would be a disastrous day and it was not because she and Roland were attending it against their will after he had stayed up all night to care for her and she had been unconscious all night after a near miscarriage. She was sure that the disaster would come for all the magic involved especially as a menace like Finn was involved.

The disaster started with a successful spell from the Lord mage, Alistair and Mauve which enchanted the wedding venue to hover in the air, suspended by familiars that could control the winds. It would have been magical if the had the guests did not get motion sickness or fall down because the chapel was swaying slowly in the air.

Two of the ENTV cameras fell down and hit the heads of maids that were passing by. One fell into the arms of a red knight in what could have a romantic maneuver. Another was not so lucky, she landed on the ground and lost a tooth.

Despite this, Fiona Galadriel the television announcer that was reporting the wedding and describing it in as many superb extravagant words she could find, smiled. "We are off to a windy start but the outstanding wedding of the century which will unite two great empires remains unaffected. Where have you ever seen a wedding in a floating chapel?"

The groom and his party were flown to the church by flying horses. Their walk up the stairs however was terrifying. Walking up the steps of a church that was mid air had not been part of their plan.

Mauve’s moth came to their rescue and flew them into the church.

"What a grand entrance by the groom, Prince Firron. He looked dashing on the back of the butterfly which can be used to describe what he is feeling. He has butterflies in his stomach because he is about to wed the princess of his dreams. Our most gorgeous and excellent Princess Thalassa." Fiona Galadriel’s words were coated and dipped in all varieties of honey as she made guttural sounds, trying to make the wedding seem like a fairy tale.

"Someone make her stop." In a pub, a man that was just waking up groaned.

The waitress increased the volume instead. Fiona’s twisting face was more entertaining than the wedding. Thalassa was right however, everyone was talking about her wedding. Most of what was being said however was not what she was anticipating.

"A flying chapel, I will say this, if my fiance tries this I will turn around, find a gentleman’s club and play some cards. How much did it cost to hire those mages?"

"I see nothing magical about his except the magical misuse of mages."

On Mitter, the conversations about the wedding were thriving as well.

"I have received a call from my cousin who says all those buckets being flown out of the windows contain puke that has been cleaned up because half the guests are vomiting."

"What did you expect when they were suddenly lifted up without a warning?"

"So if the church crushes to the ground suddenly, will they all die?"

The wedding continued meanwhile. Thalassa was flown to the venue by bright red colored birds!!! The young phoenixes had their claws on her shoulders, doing a task they disdained. If the Lord mage had not promised them special food and fruit rewards, they would have refused to do this.

When they left Thalassa and her bridal entourage at the entrance of the church, some of the brides maids had little red marks on their dresses, signs of bleeding from where phoenix claws had pricked them accidentally or intentionally.

Some parts of their matching green gowns [ugly dragon green] now bore singed edges. This was a result of the young phoenix’s coughing up small flames on the journey.

A camera man zoomed in on the bloody marks deliberately and Eldorian’s waited to see how Fiona would spin this positively.

"Red, the color of fire. These are marks of glory, badges of honor, scars that will forever testify to the greatness of this day. How many brides or brides maids can say they were ferried by fire. This wedding is legendary."

Fiona left Eldorian’s in shock!! The people were not sure who was more insane than the other. The princess who thought that being flown to the wedding in phoenix claws was a good idea or the Tv announcer praising it.

Meanwhile, Thalassa started her wedding march in a sparkling wedding dress that had been remade with enchanted fabric. The spark she wanted had been achieved but unfortunately, it was so bright that the guests had to make use of the sunglasses that Sigrid had told Elarin to prepare just in case this situation arose.

This did not stop the royal orchestra from fumbling as the royal jester tumbled into a wall, knocking a harpist over.

The Lord mage had to chant a spell, affecting the vision of the guests, enabling them to view the dress without shades.

Eldorian’s waited for Fiona to praise the ridiculous dress.

Fiona did not disappoint them. Like a goat, she belted out, "The future of the striking couple is as striking as the magical gown of our radiant crown princess. There is only one word to describe the princess today and that is pulchritudinous." frёeωebɳovel.com

In the home of a farmer who was making preparations to prepare the land for planting now that spring had arrived, his seven year old daughter turned to him with confused eyes.

"Papa, what is pul..." she struggled with the rest of it.

The farmer shrugged in response. "I don’t know fancy words and if you ask me, that is a made up word."