The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 292: The third letter.

[My dearest Sigrid,

My hand trembles as I write this letter and my tears are the ink with which I write. I cannot help but feel concerned about this plight that you have been forced to endure, trapped in a life not of your choosing. I have heard that beastly crown prince has tired of you and seeks new interests elsewhere.

As the man that loved you in silence, I refuse to let him steal your happiness. I refuse to let him turn you into the object of mockery. He will not do to you what his father did to his mother--turn you into a bitter cold woman whose smile is lost in the abyss if the greedy royal family of Eldoria.

Whispers about your predicament are carried by the wind beyond the walls of the lustrous royal castle. They say your heart beats in quiet sorrow, imprisoned by a cruel unkind fate. It is said the more duties have been thrust upon you than your graceful shoulders can handle. But hear me now, beloved: I will not stand idle.

The heavens above have witnessed my vow-I shall cross the beast mountains, cross the ocean that mocks my longing, ride through the Mystic grove and climb the walls that keep us apart. No force and no crown in the universe shall keep you away from me. My purpose--my sole sworn duty is to liberate you.

Do not despair, beloved, for I will soon be with you and we will be together once more. In the moments when you miss me meanwhile, look beyond the dark cloud of despair and into the winkling glow of the starry sky for there, you shall see my face.

Forever your devoted knight, Sir Jenson Kershaw]

Sigrid was about to set the letter on fire when she had a thought. She slid open the curtain on the widow and opened it entirely.

"Brolin, how can a letter from Anquiri reach Eldoria so quickly?"

The knight looked down from his horse, eyes narrowed as he pondered on the question. "The journey itself would be two months at least by ship. On horseback, probably longer, three months maybe. This is if the letter is being delivered by a human. If it is being delivered by a flying horse or any other magic creature that can fly, it would be two weeks at least."

"So, what do you think about two letters from Anquiri in the space of one week?" She asked him.

Brolin laughed for a second, "That they are not coming from Anquiri at all. In fact the sender could be in the capital with us."

"What do you intend to do about it?" She asked.

Brolin pulled on the reigns of his horse. "The two knights that died left their horses behind. Their horses have shoes and every horse shoe is marked by the smith that makes it. Knights use even more specific shoes which are different from those of common horses. If I find out who made the shoes, I will be able to know which estate the horses belong to and then we can know where the letters are coming from." He turned his horse around immediately, heading back to the royal palace.

"Mauve can I borrow your moth?" Sigrid closed the curtain.

Without asking as question, Mauve handed the moth to Sigrid.

Sigrid made the moth sniff the letter and pick up any scent left on it. By smelling the essence of any magical herb or flower that the dead knight had passed, the moth would be able to follow the scent and track the path that he had used back to where he had come from. She had no idea how far the moth would get but she had to try.

She touched the wings of the moth with her wand and whispered, "Seekurune."

The moth flew out of the carriage and went out to seek as it had been instructed.

"Mauve, track your familiar with your mind and find out where it goes up to when it returns." She ordered.

Mauve nodded.

Sigrid looked at the letter, pondering what other method she could use to find the letter writer.

"System, are you sure this Jenson is not in Eldoria?"

[Affirmed.] Words appeared on the virtual screen.

"Then, who is writing the letters?"

"Host, this is a side plot that is not related to your task or Emmah. The system cannot assist you with it unless Emmah gets involved."

The system gave her the same answer that it gave her when the second letter had arrived. If she wanted the system to provide the answer, she had to find a way for Emmah to get her hands on the letter and that was a no go for Sigrid.

She would not be the fool that handed over a gun and bullets to her enemy to take her down.

"Host, learn to be independent. When this task is accomplished, the system will be taken back by the bank. What will you do without me and Cosmos? Since you chose to fight for the position of empress, learn to walk the chosen path and become stronger on your own."

She did not expect to hear advice like that from the system. But, she did expect the system to be taken back after her mission was completed. Access to the bank would remain though, which was compensation at least.

Sigrid sighed tiredly.

Mauve slapped the table and leaned forward, "Okay, I really cannot keep this in and I am tired of pretending that it is not eating me from the inside. What is in those letters and why are you and the crown prince drifting apart? You called me your friend Sigrid, friends talk to each other. I tell you everything that happens between Galen and I."

"Like the fact that you have kissing more and more lately and..." Christie started and quickly stopped because Mauve looked like she was ready to rip her head off.

Sigrid sighed again. "I was wondering how long it would take you to ask about this."

Christie handed Sigrid ten gold coins. "You were right, a week was the most she lasted. I really thought that our Mauve could keep her curiosity inside for a fortnight at least."

Sigrid tossed the small pouch of her winnings in the air and she smiled. "This might be the easiest money that I have ever made."

Mauve snorted and she snatched the letter. "I am going to read this." She threatened.

Sigrid shrugged. If the system was not going to help then she might as well share the problem with those who would.