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The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 317
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Chapter 317: Emmah and the wicked stepmother again.

Emmah’s life had been smooth sailing for a while. She had even caught the eye of Sir Tobey Valerius, a famous

knight in Eldoria, and third in command of the Valerius knights. He also led twenty percent of the red knight

forces, had battle merits, land and wealth. More importantly, he has the trust of the king.

He was not a noble, but he was just as good as a noble. In the absence of Benjamin, he was a fat catch, and the

Count could not have been more pleased with Emmah. He was so pleased that he allowed Emmah to make some

suggestions concerning their business.

She had designed two luxury yachts that the count was certain would help them in beating the Shadowmere’s

that had already squeezed them so hard to the point that the Fairfax’s had lost sixty percent of their territory

and two ports under their ownership.

In the Fairfax house, with the protection of the count, Emmah was now a golden noble granddaughter, living the

life of a true young lady. Life had been so good that she had all but forgotten her revenge plots against Sigrid.

Not completely--she was putting them off until the end of the ball. Even now, she was with the rest of her sisters,

planning out their outfits. The count had sent for sof the best dressmakers in the empire to make the best

dresses for his granddaughters basing off of Emmah’s designs.

The young women were chuckling in harmony as one of them, Sera, endured the pressure and discomfort of

squeezing into a corset.

Emmah had already chosen the gown she was going to wear, it was a midnight blue silk gown with one arm. It

was tight around the burst and fell out like waterfall to her feet. The hem was lined with beautiful golden flowers

that matched the crushed golden lines that were running over the dress on the outside like strings of pearls.

They lent a beauty to the gown which would enable it to sparkle as the night got darker.

She was sure that she would be the most outstanding young lady at the debutante ball. Her hands were trailing

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over the gown when the door was opened and her two stepmothers entered the large dress chamber.

All laughter and chatter in the room died down very quickly and all the young women bectense. It was

never a good sign when Lady Jane was smiling at them, especially at Emmah.

"Oh, my darling Emmah," She cooed, her voice as sugary as poisoned honey, "I found the most beautiful gown

crated by one of the mages that tailored princess Thalassa’s gown. As soon as | saw it, | just knew that | had to

get it for you. You must try it on right now and see if it will make you the dof the ball."

A maid put the box on the bed and brought out the dress. It was a monstrous bright dark pink gown, drowning in

so much lace that made it look more like a spider's web than a ballroom gown.

A horrified gasp cfrom the back of the room and Sera cried out as dressmaker pricked her with a needle.

Emmah knew that Lady Fairfax was up to the sold tricks, trying to sabotage her. "Thank you mother, it is a

lovely dress indeed. | will save it and wear it on a better occasion."

"Nonsense." Lady Fairfax bellowed. She gestured for the maid to take away the midnight blue gown. "I am sure

that prince Benjamin or Sir Tobey will be smitten when they take a look at you. Not just them but other

gentlemen as well."

Before Emmah could blink, the gown she had been planning to wear was taken out of the room. She did not

know it but Lady Fairfax had it sent to her own daughter.

Next, Lady Fairfax moved on to Emmah’s hair. The hair decorations had been picked out and final choices had

been made thirty minutes ago. Lady Fairfax set her eyes on the moonlight pearls, gold hair pins and the floral

shaped white pins which gave off the illusion of flowers blooming.

Emmah had bought them from a another mage. She was sure that she would dazzle everyone like an illusionist.

Before the ball ended, the Fairfax doorstep would be crowded with eager young men calling on her or proposing

marriage directly.

"No...these won't do." Lady Fairfax shook her head, showing intense displeasure as she eyed the hair

decorations. "I found the perfect hair oil that magically turns one’s hair curly and sparkling."

Two maids grabbed Emmah with speed that defied reason and Lady Fairfax doused her hair in the oil. She pulled

and twisted it as if she wished she could rip it all out of the skull directly.

Sera screamed as Lady Fairfax retrieved her hands from Emmah’s hair. It was blonde with red patches scattered

randomly.

Emmah gasped in horror. "What have you done to my hair?"

Lady Fairfax put a hand to her chest and she gasped extravagantly. "Oh no, what happened? | used the oil on my

hair this morning and nothing happened."

"Maybe it is the side effect." One of the maids suggested. "I shall find a hairdresser to remedy this immediately."

She run out quickly, taking with her

the hair decorations. Before she

could get to the dos MONEE) Sera

waspritked again by a needle and

she cried out. Instinctively, the maid

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She fell down, landing right on one of

the hair pins which scratched her

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She fell on the very pink monstrosity of a dress that she had brought. As she struggled to untangle it, she ended

up ripping all the lace and ruining most of the dress.

Emmah hid the smile on her face. In

the end, the dress was ruined and

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Lady Jane's plan had failed. Ag fon

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oder times and a mage, how

could she fail to think of a way to fix

it? No matter what tricks her step

mother used, Emmah was

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