The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 360: The secret mistresses.

The introductions echoed through the hall. The prince did not need to shout or raise his voice for his words to travel into the ears of those in the hall. They did so, with magic.

Word of Prince Firron’s return had reached the royal family a week before his arrival. They had been waiting to meet the princess, Firron’s first official bride. Among those waiting to meet her were his secret mistresses, four female mages whose existence was not so secret to the royal family.

Firron’s ambitions were not a secret. He had not targeted the female mages accidentally. They were all commoners, the most he could get out of them were children with magic in their blood. But he could never wed them.

The position of a wife was reserved for a princess that was a mage. She had to be from a great kingdom too, one strong enough to help Firron in his fight for the throne of the wind.

It was why there was a lot of interest and curiosity in Princess Thalassa. In their eyes, Firron had not brought just any other bride, he had brought a tool.

Firron’s mistresses were sitting together, watching from one terrace with their children. They included, Avrille who was known as the mistress of thunderstorms. Cerelia, mistress of shadows. Elestara mistress of music and wind songs and Giselia, enchantress of fire.

All four women lived in Firron’s tower under different identities: teacher, painter, harpist, chef. None of them had ever done a thing related to their fictional identities. They lived a privileged happy life as Firron’s mistresses. They all knew about each other and none created trouble for the other. They got along splendidly well, but they were not sure how things would change now that another had been added.

What they were sure of was that this new wife did not know about them. When she came to know, would she cause trouble?

Meanwhile, Thalassa was on the receiving end of compliments from Empress Amarina and Firron’s sisters.

"You are so beautiful and radiant." The empress said.

"Yes, like a fire torch." Princess Solara, the eldest daughter of the emperor added.

Thalassa was happy and she smiled. "Thank you." She had sipped a little more radiance potion than usual when they landed because she wanted to look her best when meeting the rest of the royal family.

So, she had taken a bath in fairy dew water, styled her hair the way Emmah taught her and dressed one of the gowns Emmah had styled for her.

She was dressed like an ancient Chinese princess in red, not that Thalassa was aware of this. She looked beautiful, that much was true but the shimmer was a little too blinding.

The Solandorian women drew a conclusion that Thalassa was foolish. Solara’s words were no compliment.

More introductions were made, the royal banquet was declared open. It was a grand affair. Floating dishes sailed through the air, dancers and performers flew from up to down. Belly dancers were levitating on dragon flies, very steady even when they danced on one leg.

The Eldorian’s absorbed it all like village folk on their first trip to a city. Everything they saw wowed them.

Thalassa was given a tour around the royal palace, pictures of her wedding with Firron floated from one hand to another.

Solandor did not have cameras, televisions or things from the modern earth. They were also fascinated by the little trinkets and Firron’s sisters suddenly liked Thalassa a little more.

"So, what do you think of our royal palace?" Empress Amarina asked Thalassa.

Thalassa, ever gracious replied, "It is beautiful. Very open-air. I guess it must be because you allow too many peasants inside. Look at all of them in here feasting like starving pigs. And they are floating around freely. Don’t you worry that they will steal from you?"

Someone gasped.

Empress Amarina looked at her son who was indulging in wine with his brothers. She had a scowl on her face. When he went out searching for a bride, was this the best he could do? Her big mouth would ruin the friendly, warm, inclusive, approachable image that the royal family had been cultivating for many years.

Prince Eron was with the emperor, showing him pictures and videos he had taken in Eldoria. The emperor was laughing as he watched Lord Rainbow Fluffington give his son an ass kicking.

"You lost a fight to a peacock! I am ashamed to call you my son."

Eron shrugged. "He is as skilled as a knight. Maybe I will borrow him and bring him back for you after my next trip and you can take your chances with him."

"Am I allowed to kill it?" The emperor asked.

Eron shook his head. "Oh no, the father of the crown princess loves the silly bird."

The emperor looked at his favorite son curiously, "You plan to return to Eldoria, why?"

Blushing, Eron scratched the back of his head.

Emperor Merek threw his head back and bellowed in laughter. "A woman!" He exclaimed. "You are finally interested in a woman! Goodness, my son has finally grown up."

The emperor’s words traveled in the hall, eliciting whispers from the people. It was surprising indeed that Prince Eron that had never showed exclusive interested in any lady or attempted to woo a woman finally had a favorite.

"So, who is she?" The emperor asked curiously.

Eron showed his father a picture of his beloved.

"Green eyes, slightly dark red hair...." The emperor frowned. "Isn’t that the description of the crown princess?"

Eron shook his head. He showed his father a picture of the two cousins side by side. "They look a lot alike."

The emperor nodded, he even squinted a little as he observed the photograph from up close. The sisters were beautiful. His son had chosen well. "Did she return with you?"

Eron explained everything about the Thorin family and their precautions. He also mentioned that some Thorin’s had come along on the trip to start business and pave the way for his beloved.

By the time she arrived, Solandor would feel like a second home naturally.

"They are wise." Emperor Merek replied slowly and he looked at Thalassa. He could not help wondering why the royal family had not sent a special envoy or a brother of the princess along with her.

They had sent her with servants, many servants but not even one friend to keep her company as she got used to this new environment. Was she really a beloved pampered princess as his son claimed?

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