The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 322: Cinderella[Told by Sigrid, ruined by iryne.]2

She opened her mouth to continue and close it abruptly when East shared an opinion out of the blue.

"I always thought that rules in magic are ridiculous. To be held back by such a thing as go hby midnight or

else----and they never tell you what is beyond or else. It is an invisible threat that keeps one on their toes all the

time."

His words were softer, spoken with more reason. He did not raise as many frowns as Lady Iryne did almost every

tshe commented.

"Why midnight? Why not 2 a.m? Balls sometimes run long you know. Like Lady Suzanne's ball last summer, it

ended at 3 o'clock in the morning. | caway with a sore hip and two blisters because the dancing just

wouldn't end. If someone ever tells you that they want to dance until they drop dead, tell them not to be foolish

for it hurts despite sounding like fun." Lady Iryne thought she had shared words of wisdom. She picked up a cup

of sunmint tea and sipped it with a smile.

"Thank you mother for the wisdom." Sigrid said in flat voice which they could all tell held a pinch of sarcasm and

sexhaustion. "Now | was at the part when the fairy godmother showed up and made Cinderella an offer. She

accepted it and the magic begun. Her shredded rags turned into a beautiful ice blue gown. Her hair was tied up

perfectly and her face instantly made up."

Lady Iryne frowned. She had something to say but her husband covered her mouth.

Sigrid was able to continue on. "A pumpkin was turned into a carriage, mice into horses, a rat into a coachman

and a lizard into a footman and Cinderella raced off to the ball."

Lady Iryne could not talk as her husband’s hand was still stubbornly covering her mouth but she had hands so

she could still make frustrated gestures with her hands.

"Now that sounds like a carriage | would not want to take." Duke Thorin commented.

"I bet it smelled like sweaty pumpkin." Elowin snickered.

Sigrid picked up a pillow and screamed into it. Then she looked back at them and sighed. "If anyone else speaks,

| will end the story. | am well and truly frustrated now so one word, just one and | will wrap it up."

She wanted for them to confirm that they would not interrupt her again but no response came. They just looked

at her and blinked. The lack of a response somehow frustrated Sigrid too because now was the tfor someone

to talk.

When twenty seconds of silence went by, she picked up from where she had left off and successfully told the

story. As soon as the words the end fell from her lips, about ten people shouted out questions.

Sigrid leaped from the couch tically. "Good night, everyone."

With that said, she walked out of the living room, went into her bedroom and sealed the door from the inside.

She would be damned if she had to answer more of their questions. And she would even be more damned if she

ever again, told a story in the Thorin household.

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The next morning, before Sigrid went downstairs for breakfast, she was handed a letter by Lanai. Her first

thought was that someone else had taken over from Lanai but when she opened it, her jaw dropped open. Her

mother had written a letter to the council of fairy godmothers.

[Dear Highly magical Council for fairy godmothers,

You don’t knowbut | am Lady Iryne Thorin. | have recently cinto knowledge of who you are and | must

say that what | have heard has leftdeeply concerned. Your practices are very questionable especially the

fairy godmother that handled Cinderella’s case. It may be none of my business but | do think that you should

review the case and improve on your methods.

First of all, why was Cinderella neglected as a child? What kind of fairy godmother watches her ward suffering

and only shows up at the last possible moment? If the fairy godmother had the ability to save her all along, why

didn’t she find her a lovely couple to adopt her? If the answer is fate then | hate to break it to you but if she was

meant to be with the prince, no matter who raised her, all roads would have brought them together. Your

indecisiveness sure wasted four hours of Cinderella’s ton preparing a dress that was ripped to shreds.

Secondly, why involve rules? If you really wanted to help her then why not let the magical evening last until

morning? Surely, you could have waited for her to at least share her nwith the prince before running off like

a naked thief in the night. If spells require skind of financing to last, increase your budgets. | am willing to

donate ten thousand gold coins for the cause.

Thirdly, why would you put those

poor animals through such an

ordeal? My daughter is a mage, in

fact, all of my children are mages. |

am not boasting, | am just making a

point. My daug ter Wa Raitt to me

Eo: of the most painful

magical transformations are from

human to animal form. She said

bones break and bend and there is

always a risk of someone being stuck

in that form forever. | can only

imagine that the animals felt the

spain as they were forced to

take on human shapes. | am of the

suggestion that you start using non

living objects for such

transformations. The content is on

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chapter there!

Furthermore, | must mention the

ridiculous shoe dilemma which was

entirely avoidable. The problem could

have been solved by p ting HM

IEEE GET tag\oh 8) dress which

oh the prince could see. What

would you have done if the glass

slipper fit another maiden? It is very

short sighted of you to believe that

g f on g

only Cinderella's foot could fit in the

slipper. Trust me, there is no such

thing as a unique foot size! Unless

you have had toes removed. The

content is on novelenglish.net! Read

the latest chapter there!

Finally, | must demand that a more

proactive fairy god mother be

assigned to Cinderella, one that has

the proper qualifications. | am baynd

to chip Ei of

this task Was a result of an

unseasoned fairy being put to work.

Could this have been her first case? If

yes, | can understand why she made

many blunders. If no, then | must

insist that you send her back for

training at the fairy godmother

academy before sending her out into

the field again. The content is on

novelenglish.net! Read the latest

chapter there!

| do hope that my words do not offend any of you as | hope that my own daughter Sigrid will sday have her

own fairy godmother. She is a crown princess you know and have | mentioned that she is a mage! | do hope that

you write back and you don’t leave my letter unanswered like my daughter does most of the time. If you have a

phone, you can phone me.

My number is ¥kkxkkkkkk

My Mitter account nis: Beloved mother of the crown princess.

My Pictogram account nis: Lady Iryne and Lord Rainbow Fluffington. We can follow each other.

Sincerely, Lady Iryne Thorin, fan of fairy godmothers and advocate of competency.]