The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 323: Who laid eggs?
Chapter 323: Who laid eggs?
For a moment, Sigrid had no words after reading the letter. But, she did have thoughts--and they were many. The first one being that her mother was possibly insane. Where was she planning to send the letter to? Did she have the address of the fairy godmother council? And why was she criticizing their work? For a human she had many opinions about something that was none of her concern.
Cosmos appeared at her window, bellowing his heart out with a drinking flask in hand.
"I love your mother, she is one of the most honest humans I have ever met. Imagine complaining on behalf of the rats and lizard." He touched his chest, threw his head back and laughed again, very loudly.
"Who gave you the letter?" Sigrid turned her entire body around to ask her maid the question.
Lama glanced at the letter in Sigrid’s hands once as she answered, "It was Lord Paxton your highness, your father, not your brother. He said that the Lady gave it to him to send out but he has no idea where to send it so he is sending it to you. To quote him directly, he said, it was your cockamamie story so you deal with it."
Cosmos waved his hand and blocked their voices from the ears of the maids.
"I will deal with it." He stretched his hand out. "But you should pay for the delivery fee. And when she does get a response, you will still have to pay to receive it. The price is not so expensive, just fifteen gold coins." He raised his eyebrows. "What will it be?"
"Fifteen gold!" She whined like a dog.
Cosmos nodded.
"Where are you sending it? Is there an actual universe with fairy godmothers?"
Cosmos gestured for her to hand over the letter. "It is not for you to know. Even if I say yes, it is not as if you will be bale to go there. The bank offers special courier services, so just hand the letter over and put a smile on your mother’s face. I for one would love to read more of her responses. I need you to do me a favor, tell your mother the story of beauty and the beast, and snow white too.
I would really love to know what her thoughts are on those. I have always found it strange that she would eat an apple from a stranger knowing all too well that someone was out to kill her. You humans are the same ones that teach your children about stranger danger. Why didn’t snow white have this knowledge?
Also, why would the dwarfs keep a dead snow white in a glass coffin? When someone dies, you bury them, you don’t put them on display like an art piece in a museum."
"Oh great, you sound just like my mother now." Sigrid moaned tiredly. "I went to bed with a headache yesterday because of this Cosmos, I will not expose myself to another fairy tale Q and A session so quickly. I would rather die than have Iryne Thorin ask me why the queen in snow white had a magical talking mirror with all knowledge in the world and yet all she used it for was to know who was the most beautiful woman in the kingdom. Bloody waste of resources."
"Ah! so you do think along the same lines as your mother when it comes to the ridiculousness of these stories?" His eyes lit up.
He looked greedy to dive into the very subject that Sigrid was eager to avoid. And avoid it she did, for she stood up and declared that it was time to go downstairs for breakfast.
Cosmos removed the sound barrier. "I still have questions you know, many questions?"
"Why don’t you give me a copy of the storybooks directly from you know where." She didn’t want to mention the bank or other worlds in front of the maids. "I will give the books to the lord mage and he will make thousands of duplicates. After my mother has finished reading each book I am sure that she will be distressed enough to hold an entire book club meeting which you can attend and share your thoughts."
He grunted and jumped out of the window.
On the way down the stairs, a horrified scream made Sigrid and her maids pause. They turned their heads in the direction of the noise, which was the bedroom of Deanne and Nathan.
Without wasting a second, Sigrid run to the bedroom. Many other footsteps were heard coming up behind her so when she arrived there, she was not alone for long. She pushed her way inside, calling her brother’s name and when she found him, he was holding his wife’s shoulders and looking at their bed. There, nestled in the sheets were six perfectly round, glistening, extra large peacock eggs.
Sigrid blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice. Then a fourth time, before looking back at Deanne and Nathan.
"I take it that these are not yours." She said.
"Better not be." Deanne replied in a raised voice. "I am not a bird, I cannot give birth to eggs."
Elowin and John pushed into the room. Lady Iryne shoved them to the side and she took a closer look at the eggs. "Peacock eggs," She muttered in a confused voice.
"Did you do this Nathaniel?" Elowin asked.
Nathaniel frowned. "Are you bloody mad? Why would I lay eggs? I am man for goodness sake!"
"With magic...." Elowin said in a suggestive voice.
Deanne hissed at him. "Not even with magic."
"We can just take them back to the peacock enclosure. Perhaps one of the birds sneaked into the house and laid the eggs...." Duchess Mila paused and looked at the couple. "Were the eggs there when you woke up?"
They shook their heads.
"We left Thor on the bed, took a bath together and dressed up. When we returned, the eggs were there. Thor was unharmed, thankfully."
"I saw who did it." A small voice said and Kip Givenchy pushed through the crowd.
The little boy had become a permanent fixture on the Thorin estate. His parents made trips often to check on him and provide money and other things he needed while sharing their gratefulness for the Thorin’s keeping him at their estate.
"It was the peacock, one of Lord Fluffington’s wives. I sneaked her into the house to play. Then I lost her for a moment and when I found her again, she was coming out of the bedroom." Kip told them.
Sigrid snapped her fingers, it made sense to her now. "Well, she must have figured out that you could be free babysitters for her peacock kids when they hatch as you just had a baby yourselves. She is a smart girl that one. "