The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 347: A response to Iryne.

Lady Irene Thorin was just arriving at Sigrid’s restaurant, Little Thorin, where she was now working as an

overseer. {A job she had assigned herself by the way.}

She was returning from the hof Lord Derrick Fairfax, having been there to pay her sympathies for the death

of his wife like many other nobles in Eldoria.

Suddenly, she was blocked by a large knight that was holding a letter in his hand. She tipped her neck all the

way back to get a look at Cosmos.

"A letter arrived for you, my lady." he said.

As a lover of letters, her face lit up and she snatched it like it was precious treasure. Her eyes bulged when she

saw the glittering envelope with pictures of what looked like fairies.

"They replied!" She exclaimed in disbelief.

She rushed back to her car and ordered the footman or driver to rush back to the Thorin estate. Throughout the

ride, she had to bite her fingers and slap her hands to stop them from prematurely opening the letter.

When she arrived at home, she rushed to the coffee plantation, running as if it was a race she had to win. Her

hat was blown away by the wind, peacocks run after her, maids called after her. This did not break her speed.

"Paxton." She screamed, as soon as she set her eyes on her husband. "Paxton, Paxton..."

Lord Paxton Thorin was speaking to three farm hands and he sent them away. The eagerness in his wife's voice

could not be ignored. He broke into a jog and met her halfway.

Immediately, he started to chastise her in a dotting tone. "Why are you running? You could fall and break an

arm..."

Breathing heavily, she said, "They replied. Fairy---god----Cinderella."

"Why don’t you first take a deep breath." He responded. He bent a little and carried her to the car and they

drove back to the house. "Bring my wife a glass of water and a warm towel."

Iryne shoved at his chest and landed on her feet. She was now breathing better and she was much calmer even

though her heart was nervous. She rushed to her reading room, sat down at her desk and carefully opened the

envelope.

She had every intention of keeping the most beautiful envelope as she had never seen anything like it.

"My wife..." Lord Paxton called her.

She pointed to the letter and he turned his eyes to it. Slowly, she unfolded it and took a deep breath before

reading.

Secret Council of Fairy Godmothers. Division of damsels in distress.

23th day of Marchmoon, Year of the wand 6543

To: Lady Iryne Thorin, Mother of the Crown Princess Sigrid Thorin.

Dearest enthusiastic Lady,

We received your rather interesting letter regarding our incompetency or questionable practices concerning

Cinderella. It is not everyday that we cacross someone as spirited as you in our line of work. While we

appreciate your feedback [which was not requested for], we the fairy godmothers have decided to address your

complaints,

Firstly, legally speaking, Cinderella was the charge of her stepmother. To remove her from her hand hand

her off to another random nice couple would be kidnapping.

If that nice couple went on to have a child of their own. Can you guarantee that they would remain nice to

Cinderella or their child would not treat her exactly as her stepsisters did? We cannot guarantee this, so we did

not dare to do unnecessary things like that.

Secondly, on your observation concerning the timing of the spell running out at midnight. That is a policy and

not a mistake make due to lack of funding. It is a contractual clause embedded in all transformative

enchantments.

We were once sued by a mouse for over tand there was a pumpkin debacle in ‘02. For those reasons and

more, midnight magic cannot be overextended. Legalities dear.

Thirdly, concerning the matter of the fairy godmother showing up at the very last moment, | am afraid that this

is not something that can be changed. In the land of fairy tales, the damsel must be saved at the last moment.

All the suffering she endures builds character. And you must admit that it makes for a good story. Did you not

enjoy it?

Our forth point concerns the matter of the glass slipper. Yes, impractical. But, it was tically effective. You

must admit, the whole kingdom talking about a missing shoe elevated the matter from domestic bliss to royal

obsession. Everyone was on the edge, waiting to see the lucky one whose foot would fit in the glass slipper.

We enchanted it so that only Cinderella's foot would fit so there was nothing to worry about. No other woman

stood a chance.

Lastly, we would like to assure you that all of our fairy godmothers are highly trained and fully qualified and

equipped to carry on the tasks which they are assigned. A fairy godmother empowers the damsel, she does not

indulge her or fulfill her every wish.

If Cinderella’s life was easy, she would not have married the prince, been friendly with the animals or grown a

kind heart. She needed a push, not a magic carpet and vacation on the way to her happily ever after.

Points to Note: 1.The animals participated voluntarily and they were rewarded for their help.

2. A ntag on the dress that only the prince could see sounds silly. The prince did not have magical eyes and

that would have taken away from the magic of the story.

If he knew her nand announced to the world that he was looking for Cinderella and wished to marry her. Do

you think her step mother and step sisters would have held up neon signs and applauded the couple from the

side lines?

They would probably have murdered Cinderella and buried her.

3. You mentioned the fact that your daughter is a mage twice. We got it the first time.

4. No, we will not be sending your mage daughter a fairy god mother. There are rules about that sort of thing

and she is no damsel your girl.

5. No, we will not be phoning you or following you on Mitter or Pictogram.

If you still have questions regarding our policies, write to us and we will address them. Should you feel compelled

to criticize us again, we encourage you to try living as a fairy god mother for a week. It is not as magical, easy

and grand as it seems.

We can make it happen.

With the most enchanted regards, DTwilight Appleblossom, fairy assistant On behalf of all queries and

complaints.

P.S. Cinderella sends her regards.

A loud bang was heard, and glitter from somewhere in or on the letter bombed Lady Iryne’s face.