The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress-Chapter 215: The awakening of Thalassa.

The month that followed, all was silent in most of Eldoria in terms of scandal, not a peep came from Emmah and all the noble houses were more careful than usual. They were not as lavish as they usually were and they urged their children not to engage in criminal activities.

Those that had defended the former prime minister kept their heads down even to avoid being implicated in the scandal.

As for the Windrider’s they left the capital and embarked on a long journey to the small town that would become their home for the foreseeable future. It was reported that Emmah Windrider had not gone with them.

Winter arrived in Eldoria, along with it, the awakening of Thalassa. It had taken Sigrid a fortnight to make the king’s impossible dream, possible.

In the first four days, Thalassa was plied with pills that Sigrid purchased from the bank. The pills changed Thalassa’s constitution, allowing her magic to seep into her bones and soul.

In the following four days, Thalassa was fed elixirs that helped her sense magic around and connect with it. She would meditate for six hours until her senses connected with the patterns of the world. This included ripples in the water, flight of a bird, veins of a leaf and the slightest change in the sky. It was not enough that she just be a mage, Sigrid wanted her to be a true mage.

She was more in tune with water than other elements of the earth.

The days that followed, she was put to sleep and magic circulated within her, flowing like blood in her veins. As she lay unconscious, her body emitted light and sparkles which increased in momentum every passing day like a storm seeking to break out.

On the morning, of the fifteenth day, she finally opened her eyes and sat up. Her appearance had changed, she seemed to be softer and gentler. There was a calm in her eyes that not existed when her mother was alive.

Sigrid, the head mage and Alistair were in the room with her, watching her closely. Alistair’s hand was raised a ball of fire charging within the palm. If Thalassa so much as harmed Sigrid, he would not mind incinerating her.

"Are you fully awake?" Sigrid sat down on the bed, closer to Thalassa’s feet as she began the quizzing.

Thalassa looked at her palms, she seemed to be puzzled still. "I think so." she answered, "I think I had a very long dream."

In the minute that followed, Sigrid took her through a series of exercises and tested her memory. Then, she tested her magic and had Thalassa repeat a few spells.

"Congratulations, you have awakened." Sigrid finally shared with Thalassa what they all know already. freēwēbnovel.com

A loud and proud smile dotted Thalassa’s face. She run to the window and flung it open, bringing a surge of cold air inside the room. It was accompanied by a few flakes of snow. Thalassa waved her hand around, playing with the tiny white flakes, swirling them in the air while laughing.

She played for around ten minutes and then she turned her attention to Sigrid and the Lord mage. The look on her face spoke impatience and contempt. It did not seem like she was grateful for the gift that they had given her.

So much for the calmness, Sigrid thought to herself. The look in her eyes was back to the cruel old one which was layered with a lot of pride.

"You could have does this many years ago Lord mage, why did you wait for so long to make me a mage?" Thalassa questioned.

She sat down on the bed, then crossed one leg over the over. Thalassa peeked at Sigrid through the corner of her right eye and she sneered. The way she figured, they were now on equal footing. All Sigrid had better than her was a beautiful face.

Turning her head back to the Lord mage she said haughtily, "I used to think that it was so difficult to become a mage but all it took were a few pills and bitter brews. I could have done this myself if I had known that it was as easy as eating pie."

The Lord mage’s eyes narrowed, his expression was nothing short of disappointed. What they had done was dangerous, many times, Thalassa had come close to dying. The Lord mage had exhausted half of his energy sustaining her and forcing magic into her bones. How could she speak to him like that?

"You underestimate the cost of what you have gained princess. Magic is supposed to be natural, it chooses those that can bear its weight and occurs in them naturally. It is not a toy and it is not a thing to use in flaunting. If you had attempted to awaken on your own, you would be dead by now. A word of advice, you should wield yours with caution because it is not without consequence." The head mage warned her.

Thalassa scoffed. "Oh spare me the lectures you old prude. I have always thought that the mages needed a new leader, one whose thinking is not stuck in the old ways.

Now that I am a mage, I intend to ask my father to give me your position. From tomorrow, I will be the head mage of Eldoria." Her eyes sparkled and she laughed, "A divine messenger--no, a divine saint. That is what they call women with the strongest magic in Solandor."

[Warning! warning!! If Princess Thalassa becomes the head mage, she will open the doors for Emmah to the mage estate and overturn her luck. It is fifty percent possible that they could both become wives to prince Firron if they agree to work together.

The host is to ensure that this does not happen by all means necessary.]

While Sigrid was still reading the warning on a virtual screen, Princess Thalassa was still insulting the head mage.

"You are the reason why Eldoria’s mages have not accomplished much in the last three decades. Your wisdom is outdated and your greatness, overrated. Frankly speaking, I don’t know why my father kept you around.

If you know what is best for you, you should just retire today and handover your authority. What is it that shows your authority? A seal or staff?" She snapped her fingers three times, "Bring it over, quickly."