The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 293: Ladies and detectives.

"So, what do you think?"

This question was posed by Sigrid to Mauve and Christie after they finished reading the letter. It had been five minutes and they were rather speechless, stunned as the content was more shocking than they expected.

"He is a really good letter writer." Mauve paid a compliment that she would not rather have revealed. "I have never received a letter from a man before. It is a shame I think now that I see this. I ought to mention this to Galen. Perhaps one of you could let it slip accidentally the next time we all have game night." She looked at Sigrid and Christie with great expectations.

Christie pinched Mauve’s waist. "Concentrate on the matters that are important you dumb moth mother. The crown princess is receiving love letters from a man that plans to steal her away. If this letter falls in the wrong hands, the consequences would be catastrophic." With eyes of steel she looked at Sigrid, focused and not daring to blink. "What do you need us to do?"

"Is this why you and Roland are at war? Has he become aware of this letter writing man?" Mauve asked curiously.

"One question at a time." She told them.

"Mmm," Mauve nodded once. "Who is Sir Jenson Kershaw?"

Sigrid shrugged. "That’s the thing, I have no idea who he is and I don’t remember ever meeting him. However, according to this man we seem to have spent sometime together at the Eastern boarder. I bandaged his wounds and we formed a friendship. But I bandaged many wounded knights and to date, none stands out." She turned her head to the side and yawned, then continued. "I was arrogant in my youth, I would not have spent time with a knight."

Mauve poured some spiced tea into a cup and she carefully handed it to Sigrid. "You have a class to teach, sleep should be chased away."

As Sigrid took the cup, Mauve went on to add, "I hope I do not offend you with what I am going to say but you were more than arrogant. Any man that had no hopes of inheriting the title of a marquess and above was not considered worthy of your attention."

Sigrid yawned again and she took a small sip of tea. "As you say the truth, I take no offense."

"So, whoever this letter writer is, they are simply looking to harm you in some way." Christie said worriedly. "If they can send this to you then they can send it to the crown prince. I suggest that you talk to him about this if he doesn’t know yet. Not only will he help..."

Sigrid put down the cup and she said slowly, "You want me to talk to a man that is not talking to me. He does not trust me right now, what is to stop him from assuming that I am having an affair? I can handle my problems without involving him."

She had made three attempts to re-establish peace herself and Roland and all her attempts had been rejected. They were communicating through servants and sleeping in separate bedrooms. All she could do now was continue with the mission of destroying Emmah.

It sounded like she would not be taking advice on the matter so both women decided to withhold their thoughts on the matter and discuss how to get Sigrid out of the trap instead.

Christie started tapping the table slowly, putting things together like a detective. "Whoever is doing this must have connections inside the royal castle. The news of the troubles between you and Roland have not gone beyond the royal castle. Even if they have, they will only be whispered about in noble houses. If the news was out there the organization would have sniffed it out already. This means we are dealing with someone that has some power."

"I figured that out." Sigrid shared.

"Not just any power but a lot. Someone from a noble house that can command red knights. The fact that they had convinced the two knights that delivered the letters to kill themselves means they have many more pawns to use. It means they have many...many knights and money." Mauve noted.

"So the most powerful noble houses or the royal family." Christie said.

"I also figured that part out. This Sir Jenson is not in Eldoria." Sigrid told them.

Mauve held up the envelope and examined it closely. She noted some smudges on the inside. "I see ink smudges on the letter and inside the envelope. This means whoever wrote it was in a hurry to send it out."

Christie pulled thee envelope from Mauve’s hands and she pointed at the seal which had been broken. "The mark in the seal is not from Anquiri, it is from Nemoris. Wax like this is sold everywhere in Eldoria. The letter writer is definitely in Eldoria."

"I don’t understand it." Mauve frowned. "Why go to all these lengths to send you such letters? If someone wants to threaten you, why pick this particular knight because he has to be real. Your mother said something about not believing that he was back again...I am not sure."

Sigrid picked up the tea cup again. "Whoever is behind this wants me to be afraid, unsure and on the edge. The more letters I receive, the more it looks like I am communicating with someone secretly. If the dead knights are looked into and it is discovered that they delivered letters to me then assumptions will be made.

I killed the knights to protect my secret affair. The end goal is either to remove me from my position or to manipulate me."

"If it manipulation for power then we can come up with a list of most likely individuals behind the scheme." Mauve thumped her chest. "Trust me, I know all the power players in Eldoria, the ones in the open and the ones that are hidden."

Indeed she did. If it had not been for her warning, Sigrid would not have seen through Romilda in time. Maybe in the end, she would have been manipulated by the woman.

While her ladies-in-waiting compiled a list, Sigrid got a call from madame Elene.

"Talk." She said upon answering.

Madame Elene knew that Sigrid did not like having her time wasted so she went straight to the point. "Someone has been to the village, a noble man. He is looking for the bastard prince. He never comes out of the manor he rented, unless he is fully covered in a cloak. His name is not mentioned, his people just call him lord.

I have tried sending in my people into the manor but they don’t allow strangers inside. Only the people he came with are allowed in or out and they don’t talk to anyone in the village.

This lord has red knights whose armor has no markings at all so it is hard to tell who they serve. They have questioned five people about the bastard prince and all five people have ended up dead."