The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 70: Venom, Sigrid’s horse.

Brolin wanted to be helpful, all the servants had already figured that Sigrid was very generous to them as long as

they were valuable. The servants on The Vale were now envied more than the servants of any other noble

household, including the royal castle.

The more valuable you proved to be to Sigrid, the more money you stood to make and Brolin was more than

willing to be valuable but he also knew his shortcomings.

"Your highness, | think that you should employ and advisor, someone that is familiar with the political

atmosphere and noble affairs." he responded honestly.

Sigrid picked up a crumpet and applied orange jam to it with a spoon, pondering on the advice Brolin had just

given her. It was not a bad idea, the queen relied on Lord Benwick to navigate many unstable situations. It was

one of the reasons why she had managed to remain a strong central figure in Eldoria.

"Where can | find such a person?" She threw a few sausages down for the dogs, they were whining and looking

at her as if they had been starved for days. The small white dog which was still a puppy was trying to climb up

onto her laps.

Brolin knew of only one place where men with such talents could be found. "The Merlot school for scholars, but if

you want sadvice on this matter Lord Benwick is the best person to speak to."

Sigrid placed the half bitten crumpet on the plate while making a face that portrayed uncertainty.

"Lord Benwick works for the queen, now and always he will only serve her interests. My gut tellsthat should |

seek for his help on this matter, he will be sendinga spy rather than a helper. | already have more than

enough eyes onat all times."

She tilted her head back slowly and called out for Lanai.

"Write a letter to my grandfather, tell him that | am seeking for an advisor, someone that can do forwhat

Lord Benwick does for the queen. Have it delivered immediately and the messenger should not return without a

response."

Lanai took off speedily and mounted a horse that she rode back to the castle.

"Where is my horse, Venom?" Sigrid asked loudly.

Her brother John had gifted her ten horses that were taken care of at the Vale, one the smallest which was

Sigrid’s favorite was always by the lake during the day. Cosmos had joked about it being a fish that was put in

the wrong body.

Sigrid loved Venom, the horse behaved like a child, always running after her for treats, nuzzling her, attempting

to bite her when she angered it. They often played together in the water with the dogs.

The question was meant for Brolin, but he didn’t answer it, Roland did.

"| had it sent to Stormwind for training."

He sat down, stretched his legs and poured himself a glass of orange juice that had been delivered only a minute

ago. Sigrid felt the urge to slap the glass out of his hand.

"You sent my horse away for training without informing me, why would you do that?" Her voice rose slightly in a

high pitch. "She is mine, not yours and she is small, her size is not meant for riding. Tell your people to bring her

back."

Roland was slowly getting used to Sigrid’s stubbornness, she was the kind of person that just bit down and

refused to let go of things sometimes.

"Horses are not pets, she is small and weak, it makes her useless. With straining, she can be of suse

someday, perhaps our daughter can learn how to ride on your Venom’s back at the age of two." He answered

casually.

He picked up the whining puppy and started tugging on its ears with a smile, to him the issue was ended.

To Sigrid, it was not, she was very possessive when it cto her things, like her oranges, her throne, her

horse!!! For her, this moment would define many things in their relationship, if she surrendered easily and

allowed him do with her things as he pleased she was worried that she would open her eyes one morning and

Emmah would be in charge of things. She already wanted the oranges, and no doubt, after spitting up all that

blood, it was not impossible for Roland to say yes.

"Bring Venom back." she persisted.

Roland sighed, "Are you going to argue withover a horse? | didn’t send it off to a butcher to be slaughtered

for heaven sake! | sent it to a place with wild green pastures, herds of horses and trained grooms, stable hands,

doctors, farriers and trainers. What do you have to complain about?"

Sigrid’s eyes flashed with anger, "You didn’t askRoland, that’s what | have to complain about. | have ten

horses, | am sure that you sent all or half of them away and | am not complaining, | just want one returned.

She is my companion, | have spent more twith her than | have with you. Venom is not a pet, she is like my

child. She will not survive out in the wild, she eats special fodder, carrots, apples, fine oats and fruits.

Her bedding is soft, she has a mattress and a blanket and heating pads which | paid good money to the mage

estate to make."

Roland sighed, "We are talking about a tiny horse, not a human child and Stormwind castle is not the wild. You

have spoiled that darn horse so much that it bullies the stable boys, it needs straining."

He had seen that soft bedding, the horse lived better than more than a few commoners. He had tried to pet it

and it bit at his hand, apparently he was not the first victim. Venom was a small horse with a big attitude.

It had a streak of wildness that needed staming before it went out of control.

"She is not an it and she has a name, Venom." Sigrid placed emphasis on the name. "Bring my baby back Roland

or you are going to have a very unhappy wife on your hands."

Roland put the dog down and reached out to touch her, but she pulled away and glared at him.

"Do you have to be so stubborn about it? he asked.

Sigrid got up and dusted off her dress, showing him that she was leaving.

"Bring her back." she said sternly, and then to Roland's surprise, she wiped away tears that were making an

appearance against her will.

It stunned him so much that he could only helplessly watch as she walked away and when her figure

disappeared, he looked at his valet.

"Why is she crying?"

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"Well, she treats it like a baby, maybe...." the valet removed his hat and shook his head and turned the question

over to one of the six knights. "What do you think Sir Alex?"

Roland turned his body to the right and faced the knight.

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her horse, you should have talked to her first."

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