Roland’s ears twitched, he vaguely heard his wife telling soone to invite his knights into the room and carry him out to the carriage. His shook his head slowly and ca back to his senses slowly, turning his head and eyes that were occupied with disbelief to Sigrid.
"Don’t move." he said, and cleared his voice. It was rougher than usual.
He reached out and picked up the half full cup of coffee which Sigrid had been drinking, downing the hot drink in one gulp. His tongue was scalded and he opened his mouth wide as he put the cup down.
"Ah, ah, ah, hot..that was hot." he fanned his tongue.
He looked like a panting dog on a hot day that was trying to cool down. General Paxton had his recording crystal out already, any mont that Roland suffered a humiliation was a mont worth capturing to him.
Sigrid sent for cold water, ice cubes and honey, those were the options available for such a minor injury. Roland sat down and cleared his throat again, he rearranged his clothes and changed his expression. A prince had to be elegant at all tis, no matter the circumstances.
"Where were we?" he asked.
"At the part where you were jumping around and going ah, ah, ah!!" General Paxton fanned his mouth and laughed softly.
In response to his childish actions, the duke and duchess glared at the general. He rolled his eyes and folded his lips.
"Before you froze in shock, I believe that my granddaughter had just finished narrating the tale of our doom." Duke Thorin spoke politely but with resoluteness. "I understand that what you have heard may not make a lot of sense to you and you must be confused."
Roland shook his head, "No, I am not confused, I have understood all that she has said quite clearly. I just don’t know if it should be believed." He stood up and walked behind Sigrid’s chair. He started pacing from side to side, "This is insane, I have no other words to describe it. You want to believe that she had a dream about the future."
"She did." The duchess confird.
"I did." Sigrid confird at the sa ti as her grandmother.
One of Roland’s fingers moved around in the air, forming a circle, "In this dream we all die, all of us in this room."
"Your knights too and most of your servants, don’t forget them." Sigrid ntioned casually, reaching her hand out to pick a walnut cookie from a plate. It was warm, freshly baked and sprinkled with sugar on top.
Just as she brought the cookie to her mouth, two strong arms grasped her shoulders, startling her and the cookie dropped to the ground.
"Hey," she whirled around, glaring at him fiercely.
he was startled as was everyone, since when did Sigrid beco brave enough to shout at the crown prince? John recalled that she had once Roland on the day of their wedding so maybe it was not surprising that she had shouted at him.
Roland went back to pacing, "If this is true," he looked around at each of them, "not that I believe it but if this is true, why are you all sitting calmly? We are sitting in a carriage that is heading for a cliff and there is no grass to protect us below.Why are you calm?" he bellowed loudly.
"We really fried his brain." General Paxton said and then he raised his voice, "Hey almighty crown prince, does this look to you like nothing? Why do you think we are eting here secretly or why we all traveled inconspicuously?"
Iryne nodded. "Why do you think my daughter had a salt recipe ready to trade for the position of an only wife when she was summoned by the king, or why she surrendered her father’s salt business and asked for a death free dal?"
"Or why we handed over our military power and joined the field of agriculture. Let’s not forget the fact that we fired half of our old workers, closed so of our businesses, sent half of the Thorin’s away from the capital city...." John added.
"John!" Deanne hissed at her muddleheaded brother-in-law. "Stop telling him everything, he is one of Emmah’s n."
Roland scrunched his nose up as if he was trying to block a bad sll, his eyebrows rose really high and his upper lip curled slightly.
Pointing to his chest he uttered a question, "! one of Emmah’s n, are you insane? I am the crown prince of Eldoria, I am not a man that is led around by a woman’s nose."
All of the Thorin’s responded by sneering, chuckling or openly laughing in mockery. They made it clear that his words were rubbish and unbelievable.
"You don’t believe ." he said, his voice packed with disbelief. "Sigrid, tell them."
She snorted and squeaked before laughing lightly, she looked at him and shook her head. "My love, I cannot defend you here, my grandparents were in the royal court when you and your brother competed over who could fawn over Emmah the most. Both of you were holding her hands in public, touching her forehead, covering her with your cloaks, carrying her around as if she had no feet."
"He took her to the ho you share, don’t forget that." Iryne added.
Everything that was ntioned served to make Roland feel embarrassed.
"What were you thinking?" Duke Thorin growled out the question that he had long waited to ask. "In public!!" he exclaid. "You did this in public. I heard that you are displeased because your reputation has been sared in public and people are claiming you had an affair of sorts with that evil woman but can you bla them?"
"I bla the rise of lady Blanche." he murmured. He raised his eyes and t the harsh glare of the duke so he changed his answer. "I am not without bla, I could have behaved better." Roland run his hand through his hair and sighed. "This is crazy." he muttered.
Sigrid scoffed, "If you think that this is crazy then you should buckle up because another thing that happened in my dream is about to happen. Your miss Emmah..."
"She is not mine." Roland rejected the insinuation imdiately.
"Fine, miss Emmah has taken pri minister Windrider to find the luminite mine, upon seeing knights with my family sigil she and the pri minister decided that if they could not have the mine they would take the matter to the king." Sigrid sneered. "Emmah has advised the pri minister to dig into our Thorin family’s wealth, especially anything related to gold.
The pri minister has decided to adopt her, and he is going to introduce her to noble society as his daughter. If you don’t believe , ask your people to sniff around and see if my words are correct."
All the Thorin’s were relieved, they had already taken as much gold as possible from the mines and abandoned them two months ago.
What they did not know was that Sigrid had asked the bank to collect and process the rest of the gold in mines. They were now empty shells, all traces of previous activity had been removed, in fact she had requested the bank to make it look like nobody had been in those mines for one hundred years.
She was hoping that Emmah’s plan succeeded, what would she do when she proudly presented empty mines to the the king?
"So, do you have secret gold mines?" Roland asked, suspiciously he looked around.
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