The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 353: Snake scales.

Prince Galen was taking a walk along the moat. In his company was his lady love. Mauve Rosewood and the

subject of discussion on their minds was what had transpired in the royal hall.

As one of the people that had lost family in the last war between Eldoria and Medoris, she would have loved it if

the peace offer was real and without attachments. Even though peace was reigning currently, everyone knew

that sooner or later, war would come.

"Do you think the king will be dismayed when he wakes up and discovers that we lost an opportunity to make

peace with Medoris?" She asked him.

Knowing his father, the answer was yes. Galen did not even need to ponder on it for a moment. However, his

father was also an ambitious man. Given the troubles in Medoris currently, his father would probably have taken

advantage of the disruption to send in troops and capture as much territory as he could.

Only after failure would he consider peace.

"If my father were awake right now, we would be in Northern Medoris right now, trying to conquer it as it is the

nearest Medorian territory close to us." He reasoned.

Mauve admitted to herself that he was right. Who did not know how bitter King Raff was about his last loss at the

hands of Medoris? It was sad that he had not been able to see the flags of Medoris in Nemoris right now. "Do you

think that divine messenger is foolish or brave for doing what she did?"

"Undoubtedly foolish." He said, without a moment's thought. "She should have found a way to raise the subject

privately."

"As if your brother would have given her a moment of privacy." Mauve laughed.

Roland was still on his very best behavior. He had just recovered from the Keeley Valerius troubles. He would not

be getting close to another one with unclear motives anytsoon.

"I am reluctant to agree with you." She said, having thought on the matter quite deeply. "Even though | know

that she has impure motives and she is hoping to use public opinion to push Roland into accepting her as his

wife, | still find her brave for daring to propose to man in public.

For the rest of her life, she will have to live with the stain of his rejection. Whispers, mockery and side eyes will

follow her wherever she goes. If | were her, | would not cout of my house for a year."

"That's the thing about scheming, you tend to think that you will be able to control the gbut you forget that

people are not toys and life is not a game." Galen recalled the old Roland and compared him to the new Roland.

"My brother has changed. Maybe the old Roland would have accepted this kind of thing. He was a duty above all

kind of man. The new Roland on the other hand, he is Sigrid’s man first and then other things second."

Mauve wondered if their relationship would be that way, in future. He looked at her with love now, but after they

married, would he still gaze at her as if she was his whole world.

Would he look at her the way Roland looked at Sigrid? There was no denying that the crown prince was beyond

smitten.

"Did you get a good look at the snake queen’s face?" He pulled on her hand, taking her to one of the swings that

Sigrid had recently placed by the moat. "The whole twe were in there, | was waiting to hear hissing or see

slitted pupils."

Mauve shook her head. "She had her cloak up the entire tbut when she walked forward. | caught a glimpse

of her calf. | don’t know if it is because | was hoping to see something snake related but | might have seen

scales."

Galen gasped. "Scales!"

"They appeared to be olive green or bright yellow. | cannot say for sure because it was just for a second and then

it was gone."

He was going to comment on the scales when he saw his children. They had changed into swimming costumes, a

design which was promoted by Sigrid. They were also dragging these puffed things that looked like balloons.

"What in God’s nare they up to now?" He whispered.

Mauve’s attention was also on the children. "I believe that they are going swimming in the moat. Those puffy

things are floaters. Sare tied to the arms, others worn over the chest. The big one is placed on the water

and you just sit on it and it floats on top. | saw them on trial at the mage estate and | brought sfor them."

She looked at him, doubt hovered in her eyes."l hope that it is okay that | did this. | know you don’t want them

swimming when you are not around to keep an eye on them."

He took her hand and smiled at her gently. All she was doing was loving and protecting his children. How could

he mind? He was very grateful because she was willing to love him and them.

"Oh, Mauve, what would | do without you?" He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead.

Mauve blushed, snatched her hands back and looked around, hoping that they would not be the main characters

in another stolen kiss tale.

But, this was the royal castle. It was always littered with servants, red knights and nobles. Of course, they were

seen. This time, someone even took a picture.

"You know what." Galen said after clearing his throat, "The king will be even more dismayed when he wakes up

and discovers that this moat now doubles as a fish pond."

Mauve managed to reply slowly, "Or a swimming spot for his grandchildren."

"A drinking spot for Venom." Galen pointed at the horse that walked all the way from the stables daily just to

drink water from the moat.

Nobody had figured out why did so. The water in the moat was not special, as far as they knew.

Out of the blue, Galen shifted, closing the gap between Mauve and himself. "Would you like to cto my house

this Saturday?"

She gasped, opening her mouth wider than she intended. Her eyes were rounder than the moon. "You...you..."

She stood up and huffed. "Hmph."

She turned on her heel and run off.

"Wait," Galen stood up and called out to her. "It is not what you think."

But even as he said the words, he was also not sure about what she was thinking. His, was a harmless invitation.

What did she think he intended to do to her?