"You should warn every mage to be on the look out for her. She is a Windrider after all, they are desperate for false glory. She stood before the king and lied about being a divine ssenger. What is to stop her from claiming the ideas of other mages as her own?" She added slyly.
The lord mage nodded fervently, the whole divine ssenger escapade had made him dislike Emmah intensely.
"By the way, I have been thinking that mages need to look more distinguished, Have you ever considered the idea of all mages having uniforms? Glorious garnts that set them apart from the common folk at first glance?" Sigrid asked.
She was on a mission to curb Emmah’s infiltration in a bud.
"I think uniforms and unique bracelets which show the identity of an Eldorian mage are a good idea." she added.
She waved her hand and jewelry appeared on the table, it was all bracelets that were made from gold and designed with runes and the sigil of Eldorian mages. In reality, it was a trust enhancent charm which would make all the mages trust her words and inspire their loyalty in her.
The uniform part was just a way of sneaking the trust enhancent charms in without raising suspicion. As long as it worked, every mage in Eldoria would be under her control firmly.
After a lengthy conversation with the Lord mage which lasted for two more hours, Sigrid finally excused herself and left the mage tower. She was quite satisfied with the progress of the mages so far and she was even more satisfied with the idea of plagiarism that she planted in the mind of the Lord mage.
He would peruse any idea Emmah brought to the estate with doubtful eyes.
"System, from now on, make a list of every idea she cos up with as soon as she thinks about it." She ordered.
"As you wish host. Here is a list of her current ideas that she has not yet submitted."
Smartphones, smartwatches, ho assistants, smart notebooks, fitness trackers, ovens, vacuum cleaners, bicycles.
"What a smart puppy." Sigrid sneered. "System, give all of the designs and notes on how to create them with magic."
"That will cost you....."
As the system calculated, she heard crunching sounds in her mind as if a calculator was being tapped at a furious speed.
"Six hundred thousand eighty dollars and ten cents."
Without hesitation, she answered. "Purchase."
She was wealthy with tonnes of gold from the Thorin mine deposited in the bank. Spending money was like breathing air to her now.
An ancient looking note book appeared in her hand, inside, the notes which were handwritten appeared to be ideas that had never been brought to life. So pages were crossed out and anded. Sigrid used this thod to cover up the fact that all these ideas ca from her.
If Emmah found out, who knew if she would decided to take them both down by announcing that they were transmigrators from a modern world.
"Not good host, an old plot has arrived early. The queen is determined to make you pay for Elarin’s presence in the royal castle. She did not believe your denial of involvent in the matter and she has sent three beautiful won to the Vale to seduce the crown prince."
Sigrid’s hand which was mid-wave paused and she looked away from the the two mages she had been waving at.
Looking down at her feet, she swiped through the mories of the novel in her mind. In the book, because Roland never loved or slept with the original Sigrid, the queen had sent him three won.
They had moved into his ho under the guise of being his cousins and taken turns attempting to seduce him. Of course, he never touched them because he was devoted to Emmah.
Now, he was not devoted to Emmah but it did not an he loved Sigrid.
"What a bitch!" she muttered.
She wanted to see to it that Sigrid was just as unhappy as she was in her own marriage as she was in her own.
[Mission: Steal the plot by making sure that Roland rejects the three beauties.]
"Isn’t the loyalty boosting ring I gave him sufficient?"
"Host, that won’t stop the beauties from plotting against him and with the help of the queen it is not impossible to trap him. All she has to do is summon the prince to the royal castle and make sure that he beds one of them willingly or unwillingly."
"Can I kill them?" Her mind went to the simplest solution.
"It is not advisable host, the three beauties are De-Kensington’s, if you kill them without good reason, you will start a war that you don’t need.
In addition to that, if your good reputation that you have cultivated will die. It is the queen’s hope that you kill them so that you will be seen as a jealous, cruel, blood thirsty wife that cannot tolerate other won around the crown prince.
She is not very happy that you called her a bitter queen."
Sigrid scoffed, and blew exhaled so of her frustration. For now, it was a damned if you do and damned if you don’t situation.
"System, what plans does she have for them?"
"She plans to make him take them shopping, out for dinner, to the coffee house and other public places where they will be photographed together. When the pictures are seen by the public, everyone will assu there is trouble in paradise.
One of the maids at the Vale has been paid to take an intimate photo of the crown prince and any of the three beauties. It will be published in the newspaper as well."
"That fucking bitch!" Sigrid laughed.
The queen did not even consider how this would make her son look or how his reputation would be affected. She was truly vindictive to the bones.
She hastened her steps, found Cosmos who was waiting for her at the entrance of the estate and they set off for the vale imdiately.
"What is your plan?" he asked her.
"I don’t know." she answered honestly, she had to co up with it as the carriage headed back ho. There were many options on the killing front and not many on the sparing them front.
All she could of was turning them into servants, after a few days of hard labor they would run away on their own. But they were Roland’s cousins, considered to be titled or proper young won. She could not deal with them the way she did a commoner.
"You could always hire other n to seduce them and beat the queen at her own plan." Cosmos suggested.
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