The Mad Princess and the Dying Prince novel Chapter 122

Lucia almost wanted to applaud Aurelia's performance. The woman was a master at crafting her perfect noble persona in public, working her mind to the bone, only to drop the act and reveal her true, vile nature the moment she crossed the threshold of their estate. The Aurelia of high society and the Aurelia of House Beaumont were two entirely different creatures.

The moment Aurelia finished speaking, the other ladies eagerly chimed in.

"Your Highness, you have no idea—she actually struck someone! It was terrifying. What kind of highborn lady acts with such brutish savagery?"

"She caused chaos the moment she stepped inside. She has no concept of how a guest should behave."

"She treats this noble estate like her own mud-filled village. The gods only know what Lord Beaumont was thinking, dragging a daughter like this back to the capital. She is nothing but a walking humiliation."

"How do we know she isn't simply acting bold because she has Prince Jareth's backing?" a hushed voice muttered from the crowd, clearly trying to hide their identity from Seraphina Marquis.

Bringing up the Prince in front of Seraphina was like twisting a blade in an open wound, and no one wanted to earn her wrath.

But the spark had been lit. The goal was to agitate Seraphina and watch the two women tear each other apart.

At those words, Lucia noticed the entire gathering turn to look at Seraphina.

Interesting.

Lucia remembered Selena claiming that Prince Jareth belonged to Seraphina. Yet, when Lucia had previously read the Prince's aura, she saw no threads of fate intertwining him with anyone else. That meant Seraphina's infatuation was entirely one-sided.

Unfortunately, ever since Lucia had become betrothed to him, reading his destiny had become murky. Their paths were now bound, obscuring her vision of his romantic entanglements. Still, as long as he had been unattached before their betrothal, she did not care.

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